I haven't started a morning off with searing, blinding pain in a while. I was kind of getting proud of myself. You know what pride comes before, right?
A big fall down the stairs.
I fell about halfway down our 17 stairs... on my rear (thankfully), but the back of my left arm took the brunt of the fall, and the ensuing carpet burn.
The picture doesn't do it justice. And now I need to go get in the shower, but I have the fear. Needles of water in open wounds really get me down...