Stubborn

A little over a week ago we had a fog and frost all rolled up into one. I warned our son as he walked out the door to school to be careful, it was slick. I warned my husband, too. Thirty minutes after doing so, Fiona and I walked out the door, down the block and just enjoying a little mother/daughter chit chat.
So, it is pretty obvious at this point what happened. Yup, down I went and yes, the first thing I did after moving was to look around to see who might have seen. Then I realized that I HURT!!. Man! I have fallen before but this hurt. But, more importantly, I needed to get to the house and change out of dirty clothes. I shelved the hurt and got dressed and then went to work. Then I realized that parts of my body really smarted. Everything moved so I thought I was good to go.
Now, I am not so sure. Ther are places left still hurting, lumps still in existance that should have gone down by this time.
Do I go to a doctor? Do I have an injury that should have been looked at to begin with but was too stubborn to spend the money?
Maybe things will disappear by tomorrow, or maybe Tuesday. Yeah, I can wait another day. No problem.