03/22/12 Finishing My Painting/Sculpture Day 03

I am awake. So much to do and yet so little time. I am hungry. I need to pee. Then there came the pop and the crack and no one is there...no one knows..oh god where is my phone....I am here laying on the stairs and nothing else matters except for the searing pain in my neck. I can't move my head or my neck. There is only pain, pain PAIN PAAAIIIIINNNNNN. But I can still move my feet and arms. I can see my phone and it is at the bottom of the stairs and I hear the phone beeping....the sound of it being low on battery. 30 minutes pass...I am inching down the stairs. 1 hour passes I am in tears...don't give up...halfway there. It has been 2 hours and 30 minutes...I am so close just three more steps. 10 minutes later I have my phone in hand and dial 9 1 1. The ambulance comes and finds me there upon the stairs and I feel ashamed and relieved. They take me to Queens and give me drugs for the pain. I am fitted with a neckbrace but I feel looks more like a cone for dogs....and I am dejected...the beginning of break...before my flight...my mind ventures to a dark place. How will I ever get my painting done in time? I feel defeated.