Written for RDP, where Martha asks us
to get creative with the word “situation”.
Thanks, Martha! Here’s my take.
When you suddenly feel your feet flying out from under you.
When the delicate side of your torso slams with incredible force into the unforgiving hardness of the porcelain princess.
When you are naked and crying out in exquisite agony.
When you cannot breathe or stand or even move without searing pain.
When you find yourself in the most exposed and vulnerable and ignoble set of circumstances.
That is what we call a “situation”.
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This is “Rock and a Hard Place” by the Rolling Stones
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The Elephant's Trunk 
OMG, Nancy, I’ve done the fall, ( trying to unsuccessfully get down safely from standing on a chest of drawers, 😳) and the slam, though fully clothed, (which obviously cushioned) … the pain is unbelievable, … Softest of hugs, and sending healing vibes, … 💙
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A situation indeed!
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Well and painfully described! 🤕 Hope it’s not a true story…
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You have elevated a situation into an art form. But still, “Ow!”
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Indeed we do!
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You describe your accident very well Nance I can feel your pain – hopefully it won’t be too long before you are fully recovered ♥️
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Mr. Hipshatter “likes” your poem, even though his hip fracture was kitchen-generated, where he laid, immobile, until his beloved Sandra arrived (2 hrs later) to call the ambulance for the trip to the hospital and then off to 1/2 of April & all of May in Ortho-Rehab.
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You’ve not done it again have you?
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And you have every right to do so!
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It most certainly is Nance! 🙂
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