HUMPTY DUMPTY HAD A GREAT FALL

THIS MORNING, RUSHING ON MY WAY OUT TO THE BABYSITTER, I SLIPPED AND FELL DOWN OUR STAIRS KNOCKING INTO GRACIE AND NEARLY BASHING MY HEAD INTO THE WALL LANDING IN A HEAP AT THE FOOT OF THE STAIRS. GRACIE AND LILLY FREAKED OUT. I CAN STILL HEAR GRACIE'S SCREAMS OF TERROR. "MOMMY ARE YOU OKAY???? MOMMY!!!! NO MOMMY....MOMMY!!!" I DON'T THINK SHE HAS EVER BEEN THAT SCARED. (OR ME EITHER FOR THAT MATTER) I THOUGHT EVERYTHING WAS OKAY. I GOT UP, WIPED MY TEARS, GRABBED MY MAKEUP BAG (SINCE I HAD JUST LOST WHAT I JUST APPLIED DOWN MY FACE AND ONTO MY WHITE SHIRT) DUSTED OFF, PICKED UP CRYING LILLY, UNLOCKED THE VAN AND HEADED FOR THE BABYSITTERS. IT WASN'T UNTIL I GOT TO WORK THAT I FEEL NOT SO GREAT. I AM HAVING A LOT OF BACK PAIN, NAUSEA AND I CAN'T WALK REALLY SWELL. I CALLED BLAKE AND HE IS FREAKING OUT. I MIGHT JUST GO HOME AND LAY DOWN FOR A WHILE. I CAN'T HAVE THIS BABY YET. I JUST CAN'T. I HAVE TOO MUCH TO DO. SHE ISN'T MOVING ALL THAT MUCH AFTER THE FALL WHICH SCARES ME TO DEATH. I NEED TO GET A COKE AND TRY TO WAKE HER UP. I'LL LET YOU KNOW IF I END UP GOING HOME.