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I've learned this year a lot about what I can and can't do. Apparently I can undergo and recover from a double mastectomy, I can handle 8 rounds of chemo, I seem to be handling radiation okay as well. What I can't handle though, is walking the mall in 4" wedges.

Reagan and I went to the mall yesterday to run some errands. I was feeling good, and thought I'd try and wear my new wedges. All of a sudden, in the middle of the mall, my ankle twists and I started falling. A normal persons reaction would be to put their arms down to brace the fall. Not me. I threw my hands up to make sure my hat stayed on. Bad enough creating a scene by falling on your face, there's no need to scare everyone with the baby bird like head of hair I've got going on now. I was a bit impressed with my thought process and cat like reflexes though. I knew I couldn't let my hat fall off, and I also knew it was going to hurt when I landed. So I twisted my body to land on my "meatiest" part...my butt of course. I am one of those bad people who laugh at falls. Especially my own. My sweet Reagan, who is so very compassionate, came running over and started rubbing my back and asked if I was okay. She saw that I was laughing and immediately started laughing too. Then she noticed that I had a sticker hanging off of my shoe which set her off even more. As I was falling I heard gasps from all around me. Once I landed, I looked around and saw that I fell right in front of the lunch crowd at McDonald's. Awesome. At least I gave them a bit of entertainment to go along with their Big Macs.

Anyway, I was totally fine. Not hurt a bit. And even though Matt gave me a big "I told you so" about the shoes, I'm determined to keep wearing them and not let them beat me. I figure if I can beat cancer, I can beat these dang shoes too.....

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  1. MamaAugust 2, 2011 at 11:19 AM

    So, you are your mother's daughter!!! We give a new meaning to "can't walk and chew gum. We can chew gum - that's about it! Walking is another story but at least we can laugh at ourselves. Good going that you didn't break your ankle or anything else and that Reagan comforted you with her laugh! Mama

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  2. Renee RonikaAugust 5, 2011 at 11:02 PM

    Once in front if a classroom of peers, as I was standing and chatting, my platform heel gave out when I shifted my weight and I was on the floor. At least you were walking. I couldn't even stand. :)

    I'm thankful you were not hurt and, more importantly, you taught Reagan a valuable lesson: being a strong woman means being graceful even when you're not.

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