No, seriously.  My butt hurts.

It all happened so fast.  I must've slipped on a piece of paper or maybe my socks or maybe the carpet -- I'm not sure, but I slammed onto my butt and slid down the stairs with the force of a skier in an avalanche.  It was over before it started.  I just laid there thinking '10 years ago this probably would have just been embarrassing.'

I was pretty sure I broke something.  Or...everything.

Day three: Motrin.  ...and I might die.

I am only 34.  I am NOT OLD.  I mean... right?

Please share a personal episode similar to this one so that I feel better about myself.  Oh, and, watch the stairs.