My Black and Blue Bruised Bipolar Butt

Last Saturday, my youngest daughter had a Show Choir Competition in Minneapolis, Minnesota which is about two and a half hours away from where I live in La Crosse, Wisconsin. I decided to ride the fan bus as it is easier for me than driving alone, plus there are people to talk to.

It was a great and very lo meng day. The bus left at 9:30 a.m. and we finally returned home at 2:00 a.m. Even though it was such a long day, I was not tired at all as I was very hypomanic throughout the entire day. I had a great time.

I do not have any friends and most of the time I am alone, I like to be alone and do not socialize very much at all. I wrote about this in a post titled “I am Isolating, but I am Truly Never Alone” a couple of days ago. I also wrote how even though I don’t have any true friends and I like to be alone, I can be very social when I finally make it out of my house and am around other people.

Well, that was very true on Saturday as well. I talked and joked with many people, most I did not know, making many people laugh and making many new temporary friends, surface level friends. I was hypomanic the entire day which caused me to be very social and talk a lot.

During finals I sat with a group of very nice people from another school. We became quick friends for the evening laughing and joking as if I had known them for years.

Show Choir competitions can get very loud and wild especially during finals. The announcers were throwing a variety of things out to the crowd. When they were throwing out show choir water bottles, my new friends and I were yelling and raising our hands to get a water bottle.

When one came towards us, the lady in front of me, me, and the girl behind me were all reaching to get the cup, and it happened so fast I don’t even know what happened really until my big fat behind landed flat on the ground.

I honestly didn’t want a bottle that much, it just happened. The lady in front of my fell back on me making me fall back towards the girl behind me, but I was the only one that fell on the ground. Crash Boom! Bang! Down I went.

I was very embarrassed as I sat on the ground between the two rows of auditorium chairs in this huge crowd of people.

I have arthritis in both of my knees so I wasn’t sure exactly how I was going to get up, but I had to. Like a caged animal, I got up on all fours and then slowly stood up one sore leg at a time.

After I stood up, I quickly sat back down on my chair. Whew! I made it without breaking any bones, which seems like a miracle because I did go down fast and hard hitting the chairs as I was falling to the ground.

My dignity was bruised and my back, hips, legs, boob and butt hurt pretty badly. My fall did put a damper on my energy level and talkativeness. It quieted me down some that is for sure, but it didn’t wreck my fun day, overall.

When I got home, I looked at my butt in the mirror to see my very large beautiful dark purple rainbow bruise for a temporary reminder of my fun day at the Show Choir competition in Bloomington, Minnesota.

Today is Monday, two days later and I am still in pain. My butt, legs and lower back really hurt and I waddle like an old duck.

The older you are, the harder you fall…

and the slower I will heal.

I have a bruised ego and a black and blue bruised bipolar butt.

I must laugh at it now as it was funny if you think about it and can visualize that happening. Oh boy!

 

https://myloudbipolarwhispers.com/2017/02/04/i-am-isolating-but-i-am-never-truly-alone/

 

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