Yesterday, after my MRI, the 16-block walk to the Pacific Ocean was just the thing to do: beautiful weather and healthy exercise.
But on my return, first via the bus and then a brief two block walk to my car, I tripped. OMG, I was just one block from my car!
Two people rushed over to me as we all watched myself slowly move through space and come to an abrupt stop on the cement.
The worst part of this is that the scraped and bloody knee belongs to my lymphedema leg.