Why do my harmless little trips to the “bulls-eye store” end up being an episode on I Love Lucy? Okay, I flatter myself, I’m not as funny as Lucy.
The other night I went to the “bull’s-eye” store (secret code) to pick up some party stuff for my son’s school. As I was walking by the shoe area, I noticed some cute ballet-style shoes. I’ve actually tried some of these shoes on before, and they feel like you are putting your foot in cardboard. Nevertheless, I decided I needed to try again–I was lured by the price.
I decided to just slip one on while I was standing. I took my boot off and slipped on the
cardboard shoe. All of a sudden my calf started cramping, and I fell to the floor in pain. I felt so stupid, but I was in so much pain I could do nothing but roll around between the shoe aisles trying to get the cramp to stop. If that wasn’t bad enough, then I started getting dizzy. I immediately started thinking that maybe it wasn’t a cramp but a blood clot, and that I was having a heart attack. I knew there was probably something I should do, and moving my arms up and down sounded right. So, I started raising my arms and trying to get up.
After the headlines on the news went through my head (“Lady has heart attack trying on shoes in store”), my leg stopped cramping. I looked around to see if anyone was laughing, and was relieved that I didn’t see anyone. Of course my husband pointed out that security was probably got a good laugh out of it. Oh, yeah the hidden camera.
So I limped around the store, and knocked over some cereal boxes. I then decided that my shopping needed to be over. I headed for the cash register and managed to drive myself home without any medical problems.