Ouch

Long story short, I fell down my steps outside this morning. I could not get up, and I cried for help and no one could hear. When I could get up, I had to crawl inside because Dakota was inside, and I called Dennis and he took me to the doc. Baby Dillon is ok and we ran some tests to make sure it was all ok. I, on the other hand, have broken my tail bone, I am pretty sure. If it is not broken, it is pretty damn close. I did not go to a doc for that because there is nothing that can be done, and since I am pg, I can not take any pain meds. I am at my mom's house so she can help with Dakota since I can barely walk. I am an idiot I know, but in my defense, the steps were icy and I was wearing dress shoes. At least I didnt have Dakota with me (I was just going to warm up the car) because he could have been really hurt. When the thought of what happened isn't so traumatizing, I will fill you in on the schematics of my fall, because when broken down, it is kind of humorous