I don't even remember when exactly this happened. I only recalled that it was quite an unlucky winter for me.
First I slipped and fell on my in-laws' icy driveway. BTW, I was holding Adrian by the hand at the time, so he fell with me. He was laughing and said, "that was fun, can we do that again?" Fun? I went to physio, chiropractor, and chinese chiropractor ("iron beat") for exactly 2 months before I recovered. I even went to see a neurologist once. Since my neck hurt a lot and I couldn't turn my head or move my arm quickly, our EVP at work said I looked older than him. He was 58 years old.
Within the recovery, I also slided down the stairs, 6 or 7 steps. I was holding a whole bunch of stuff while walking down. My socks were too slippery on the carpet so I slided. I was so shocked that tears were pouring out my eyes. Daddy ran to see what happened and Adrian came to sit down beside me at the stairs. What he said made all my pain disappear:
"Mommy, do you need a bandage?" He was 2 years and 5 months old then.
