Tail bones are dumb

Yesterday morning Taylor came down early to visit with me in the kitchen. The day before I had mopped and we didn't have floor cleaner so I used dishwasher soap. I figured it would be like Dawn soap. Well, not exactly. It left the tile floor pretty greasy. So that being said, Taylor gets to the bottom of the stairs and says "steeeephanieeeee" and I poke my head around the corner and smiled at her. Then after a pause we started running towards each other a la every cheesy couples movie with the two running towards each other in a field of daisies. 
 
Pretty much as soon as I reached her my feet slipped out from under me and I landed on my ass and it SUCKED. My gosh it hurt. How I felt:




I thought for a moment I had actually broken it, but I think I just panicked. Taylor tried to help me up but I couldn't move so I told her I would just stay on the floor for a bit. So she ran away. At first I was kinda hurt, but then I thought ok, well it's not like this is any fun for her. But then, bless her sweet little heart, she brought me a pillow from the lounge so I could put my head down on it! I mean, how much better could a little girl be?! Then we cuddled on the floor. Awww...