My fall slows my writing.

My unbridled mind is wondering how this current event in my life will go forward.  I have fallen on my vacation, where the  grounds were beautiful but the terrain was uneven and rustic. Where and when I  fell was on the night I got there. The step I took was on a deck like walkway without lighting or markings. It was shorter than a standard step with no lighting on the step at all. Freshly painted as I was told later.  No markings on the step. The walkway was painted all one color and the 24 hour cantine was at the end of the level, I was staying 0n a deck like structure. This was more of a second floor cabin structure that it was billed as an Inn and cabin. It was all cabins. A massive trumpet vine covered the rail on the second floor without any visual clues of a step by the rail.

My hip hit the rail and my ribs were compressed causing massive bruising and pain. I had paid a lot of money to be in a one room cabin like structure. While the view was spectacular, the fall caused the trip to be quite spoiled. I stayed in that night to assess my fall. I did not have an x-ray or trip to a hospital? Covid was a constant reminder in a state that now has a mask mandate again. 

My hip and ribs have gotten better but I am unable to sleep as I did or move as I did, or walk as I did.