Day I Stepped On Back of a Chair
I stepped back onto the back of the chair, not the seat.
Began screaming when I realized I was going down hard.
My foot landed in six different directions.
I yelled “Get the boss! Get co-workers! Get everybody!”
Ambulance came to get me. EMTs were very nice.
Gave me medication that kept me from going into shock.
I had torn my meniscus, and my ACL and I had bruised a leg bone.
Valium and morphine got me through it; I was singing songs now.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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