If my brain weren’t so badly shaken this morning I could have come up with a more provocative title, driving readers to my post–I think I’m missing a good opportunity to spike my stats!
But I don’t care.
Has anyone been following the recent research warning that cell phone use while walking is responsible for an increase in trips to the emergency room? I heard news alerts, read an article or two, and nodded my head up and down in agreement. Working on a university campus I see young people everyday so engrossed in their iPhones that they walk right in front of moving vehicles.
Do as I say, not as I do!
Yesterday’s list of noon festivities included an ambulance ride to the nearest emergency room. I would love to give a better story than “distracted old lady trips on the curb while talking on her cell phone, planting her entire face in the gravel.”
But that’s what happened. Distracted walking. And I’m a mess.
I kept my teeth and no bones are broken, so the Jay Leno chin, swollen to twice its size and a lovely shade of purple, the stitches inside the lower lip and the arm that looks so awful no one can believe it isn’t broken, will heal.
The bigger question is probably will I slow down and stop trying to multitask at every available opportunity?
My family is wonderfully attentive and friends have rallied. My sweet office companion, Catherine, met me at the emergency hospital prior to Jay and Aimee’s arrival, and gave me comfort as I sat for more than an hour waiting to see a doctor. It was clear I wasn’t a “real” emergency…although I must admit it was disconcerting to have every person who saw me take one look and then give me a pityingly non-verbal “Oh, I’m sooo sorry. What happened to your face?”
Later today Jay and Zena are going to take me down to see my darling girls when they get home from school. Aimee told Sophia Papa was going to pick them up today, not Nan. Her almost-six-year old reasoning concluded that Nan was probably best to stay behind because “She will be embarrassed.”
I suppose I am, at least a little bit.
And I could say that we are going down because they need to see me, but it’s really that I need to see them.
This accident could very easily have been worse. I could be in the hospital, and I’m not, so I have a very good opportunity to evaluate what’s most important to me, and those two little girls are up at the top of my list.
So do slow down this weekend, my friends. Whatever that means to you. When I feel better I’ll share some more about the “warnings” that I ignored. I really did. I’m caught between a bit of fascination at what we intuitively know and ignore (or am I the only one?) and how we then have an incident creating an opportunity to realign and start over again.
This too shall pass!
- Distracted Walkers Wake Up! (wisewomeninvestor.wordpress.com)