Infection and sprain healed

On a Saturday afternoon last summer, I walked purposefully down a gravel alley behind some gracious Victorian homes in the city, on my way to water a friend's garden. I became so absorbed in the beauty around me that I lost my footing and fell forward to the ground, badly wounding one of my knees and twisting an ankle.

For a minute or two I lay there, whimpering, "Help!" But there was no one to hear me—no one in sight. I was shocked and badly shaken. Somehow I managed to get to my destination and sit down, but felt that I was about to lose consciousness. I felt too weak and mentally fuzzy to even get out my cell phone and call my husband, who would have been near enough to drive to my rescue.

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