Both legs flew upwards and the next thing I know was my head falling backwards against the cold hard floor. Saved by a ponytail. It really hurt but then again, I couldn't help think that falling down this way was dangerously funny.
As I reclaimed my posture, I felt a sudden cold rush of blood inside the back of my head.. I wondered if I had minutes or hours left before collapsing and never coming back..
I thank God for saving me from premature death. Again. This was the same way my dad's mom went. She was really young when it happened and I never got to meet her but I did inherit her wavy hair..
Due for an X-ray tomorrow to determine if I had indeed been awarded a fracture on a left toe, I am still appreciative of the fact that the Dr has finally determined that there is nothing deeply concerning in regards to my head injury or any other injury aside from that. Praise God and blessed Rosh Hashanah!