Saturday night Kjel.org and the CEO’s sister (the one called Heavy B) and kids ate dinner at Lucky Lab in Multnomah Village. We had to park a little ways away so instead of having Jr. walk as would have normally I picked him up and carried him from the car to the bar. Turns out that this was a mistake.
As I was about to enter the Lab I stepped in a hole to the right of the entry just enough to turn my right ankle. It’s still a little sore, but the ankle is not my main problem. Since I was carrying the boy (and, for various reasons, I’m a little bit paranoid about killing him in a fall) during the .05 seconds where I thought I might actually hit the ground I violently jerked my entire upper body around to make sure that if I did go down, it was me cushioning the boy, not vice-versa. I provide a fair amount of cushion for him; it doesn’t work so well in the opposite direction. During my gyration I managed to really screw up my back somehow. I didn’t know I had an injury until the next morning when I bent down to harass the lad and found myself unable to stand back up. It only hurts when I stand. Or sit. Or lie down. Otherwise I’m fine, just fine. Please don’t touch me or cause me to move.
