We were headed home, just another nice day on the path.
Just as we were about to climb an extra steep portion, I felt a *pop*, more of a *jam* really. All I know is that it was totally immobilizing and I wasn't able to barely move anymore. In excrutiating pain, I pulled over to the side.
Still, I didn't think it was that bad. Maybe if I just sat for a bit and collected myself, we'd be back in business soon. But the more I sat and tried to work out the kink, the more it became apparent that I might need some first aid.
As I sat there, a bit frustrated and embarrassed, a smooth running, fit male appeared on the path and pulled over. My first thought was, "Oh sh*t, I'm filthy and in a sorry state. Please, just keep going".
But no, he offered to help. HE had a little first aid kit with him. As he produced it from a little pack, I realized that it looked much like the kit at home sitting on our shelf. A lot of good that was doing us!
In the end, he had what I needed. But the whole process of examining the problem and taking steps to mend it enough for me to make it home only served to highlight what a sorry state I was in.
I hadn't bathed in a while, parts of me were loose that should've been tight, parts of me were tight that should've been loose. There were flecks of dirt, old and new, adorning my whole body. As thankful as I was for the assistance, it was all a bit humiliating.
At least it wasn't all lost on Abby. After all, it was HER fault.
Soon after we arrived and limped into the house, she gave me a warm bath, all the while whispering little apologies. Then she left me behind in my repose - how ironic - to get some personal care items for me.
She returned and gave me a little home TLC. It wasn't quite as nice and thorough as the annual spa treatments she schedules, but I felt SO much better afterward. Too bad I had to break down on the path for her to get her rear in gear.
About frickin' time!
Note to self: I need to do more for Bella than just take her in for annual tune-ups if I want to avoid her being publicly humiliated and throwing shade at me on the internet.