I wouldn't really consider myself accident prone, but maybe I should open my eyes. I tend to get hurt while on vacation. There was that one time in Boston I twisted my ankle, ended up in the ER, and was on crutches. Then in the Dominican Republic I got stung by a bee on Steroids in the butt cheek and it was swollen and I couldn't sit on it. And just last weekend I was in Chicago and slipped on a banana peel. A BANANA PEEL. Is that even real life? Sadly, I can't make this crap up.
As my blogger friends and I walked up to the bean I stepped on a banana peel and almost fell, but caught myself. That tweaked something. At least we got a cute pictures in front of the Bean right after it happened and you can't even tell I'm in pain!
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After a few days of weird pain, I noticed blood and liquid coming out of my belly button. Sorry for the visual! That was enough to scare me into a doctor's visit.
My diagnosis? Tore my fascia tissue above my belly button. There was concern that I had a hernia, but I think I'm in the clear.
Yay for clumsy traveling!