God will get you for that!

Ever hear that saying....God will get you for that!.  i used to say it a lot. someone does something not quite kosher and you think to yourself or tell that person.....God will get you for that.

Well, i think God got ME.   it was probably long overdue. LOL

Back a couple of weeks ago....May 21 to be exact....my son came into town for his son's high school graduation. my sis and i picked him up at the airport and then drove him out to her new house to check it out.

We had concocted an evil plan...hahhahha...there was a stove and frig upstairs that we wanted downstairs and was too heavy and awkward for us to handle alone. so we figured we would bring my son out to the house and 'while he was there anyway' we would get him to haul the appliances downstairs. there just 'happened' to be an appliance dolly at the house. hahahhaa

Well, good son that he is....although suspecting our evil plan.....he hauled the stove down the steep back steps....by hisself i might add....out the door and back to the alley for a free giveaway. (it was gone in less than 24 hours).

The frig was another story. we took the shelves and drawers out and removed the doors for less weight. it was kind of tall to go down the steep back stairs so it was to be manuevered down the front stairs....which turned twice.

The first mistake we made was not giving this plan much thought. LOL  he got it down the first 5 steps to a landing. then it was about 8 or 10 more steps to go to the next landing. the problem is it took up the whole landing space and couldn't be turned to go down on its side. so, my son is at the bottom of it and my job is to hold up the back of the frig so the coils don't ride on the steps. i did good for about halfway down. then the frig had to lean over more to clear the top of the ceiling.

That's where God got me. the knuckles of my left hand got between the frig and the corner post of the stairs. ouch!.  it happened pretty fast and didn't really hurt bad.....but.....it immediately started swelling and turned blue and red. dang.....we got the stupid frig down the rest of the stairs to the last landing. then big bad son just lifted the whole thing up and set it down onto the floor from the last 3 steps.

I could make a fist and figured nothing was broken and it wasn't throbbing....but it sure was a pretty color and kind of fat. we had no water there at the house...therefore no ice.  so it was a couple hours before we got back to my sis's house. it was still swollen so i put some ice on it for a while and then wrapped it in a heating pad. it is now a pretty green and yellow and purple.

It is still sore but doesn't really hurt....unless i touch it. but a couple days ago i did some yard work...planting and brick work and pushed the push mower for a couple hours. by the time i was done, i could hardly get my glove off....it was swollen again and once again red and blue. sheesh!

It was the little finger and the ring finger that i hit...right on those 2 knuckles. yesterday i decided to go get a couple xrays just in case i did something i couldn't tell. after all, it has been 11 days and i thought it should be all better by now. the xrays showed no fractures but he said i had arthritis there. well, i already knew about the arthritis so that was no shock. the doc says don't use it a couple weeks so it can heal. shoot....i can't do that. i gotta quilt....i gotta mow.  so, i guess i will have a colorful swollen hand for a while until it gets better.

And you know what else......is it just me?......everytime i hurt something....i keep bumping that spot. so i might have a colorful hand all summer.