On my way over to my parents' this morning, I fell on the ice, right on my tailbone. For a minute I just lay on my back (or lie, I'm not too sure) and said Oh. My. God. I could feel the wetness of the ice seeping into my jeans. Then I sat up. I was terrified of standing up and falling again, especially on my knee. But, I did stand up, and I walked to my parents. So this is also a document of me getting back up.
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