And that’s just what they’ll do…rnrnI managed to take a spill down 16 stairs. With a coffee cup in one hand, and my phone on my ear in the other, I had nothing to brace the fall. I remember the slip, the “oh shit!”, and squirming around on the living room floor trying to catch my breath. Never in my life have I had the wind knocked out of me like this. Something felt terribly wrong. Lieze got an ambulance to the house in less than 5 minutes (totally amazing). They had to treat me in the event there was spinal damage.rnrnThey put me in a neck brace and strapped me to a flatboard for a quick ambulance ride to the ER. I wasn’t allowed to move AT ALL for nearly two hours until a doctor could check for spinal damage. This was probably the most uncomfortable have been in years. The shooting pain in my spine and back of my ribcage, coupled with not being allowed to move for that long felt like my own personal hell. My Dad got a doctor to finally check me over, and I went in for 10-12 x-rays to make sure the injuries were minor.rnrnEverything checked out. No spinal damage, no broken ribs. I woke up the next morning feeling more sore than I have ever been in my entire life. It literally felt like I got hit by a bus. I have a new-found respect for victims of car crashes, because I imagine this is how it feels. I guess this is what I get for trying to multi-task every second of my life. Lesson learned, lesson learned.