So I am 2 days away from being 35 weeks pregnant. Only 2 weeks to "term" and 5 weeks to "full term". I am still at work serving customers, carrying big awkward trays, glasses, heavy plates, bending over to wipe tables, pick up dishes and sweeping. I am on my feet the whole time doing all this running around, etc. I'm not trying to make anyone feel bad for me, but I am trying to paint a picture for you as to WHY "they" recommend women who are pregnant, who have jobs like mine, to basically stop working. The point of the story is..I slipped and fell at work! I just went down for no reason. I couldn't catch my balance, there was no stopping me... I was going down! I had both hands full of plates too. I had only seconds to react, so of course the first thing I thought was, "I need my hands to catch myself". SO I throw the plates out of my hands (creating a very loud, very dramatic sound of plates crashing and breaking). I land on my left knee first. I was luckily in the kitchen where they have those spongy mats to stop people from slipping on slick floors. I landed on one of those. After my knee hit, I caught the rest of myself with my left hand and shoulder, but eventually reaching a full body splay on the ground. I was trying to round a corner when I slipped. A few of my coworkers said that when they looked over at me, all they could see were my feet dangling out from behind the counter. I heard a few curse words from my coworkers and quick running feet. I had two hosts, at least four servers, one manager (who was in the dining room, who heard the crash and came running), two food runners and a cook all surrounding me before I was even able to stand up. I, of course, was shocked! If you could've seen the look on all the faces of my coworkers! I made a self check and noticed I felt fine, but as I looked at all my friends and the scared looks on their faces, I had to start laughing! They stood there surrounding me making SURE I was SURE that I was okay again and again. I reassured them again and again, that I was SURE I was SURE that I was okay. I was laughing the whole time, but nobody else was. I automatically checked to make sure baby was still moving. I think I woke him up because he started stretching and kicking my ribs (like usual). He is still kicking today so he is definitely fine. Eventually everyone believed me and went back to work. What I learned from this little blooper... the reality that I no longer have control over my balance, that I should probably stop serving soon, that I have really awesome people to work with, that I have a great big bruise on my left knee, and that it felt really good to laugh at the whole thing!
Cody's reaction to my reenacting of the story.
