not an ordinary day

 

Starting out with my annual checkup.  The hardest  part is the blood draw.  Thankfully, Judy, the nurse who has been there for many years,  is in the office today.  And just before she enters the room I get a little beep on my phone... Such good news " my friend got off the waiting list for BSF "...a distraction for sure and , Oh you're  done ?...I was out the door.

after the dentist I go for a frosty.  I think I will start another tradition..after a doctor visit, go to The Burg.

So I did... bacon burger, fries and diet coke.   

Decided to go home before checking in on Mrs. P.  ( meal time is a good time to find her upstairs)
We check daily to make sure she takes her 6 pills, that is what the doctor ordered.

Got busy in the garden and  soon it was after 4:00.  a good time to find Mrs. P upstairs and in the kitchen. 

She did not answer the door, but the light was on in the kitchen...did I hear her voice?
I pull out my key and call out..

"I am in the kitchen, I fell down the stairs"

On the floor.  She had scooted toward the phone, but could not climb up to reach it.

Bump on her cheek, sore shoulder and down her back.

Called hubby.  He came, but knew better than to try to move her.

Called 911... they arrived in a hurry 

Three very nice firemen and soon two ladies with the aid car

Off to Overlake Hospital we go

Diagnosis:  Multiple fractured ribs

That was Tuesday.... I pop in every day to visit.She is still there ( Sunday ) and will probably go for healing/rehab at The Mission on Monday. 

I live an exciting life

It's a long story

Yes, it is a long story, so I decided to just tell it once.

Short version:  I took a tumble.

Full version:  Here goes.

It started in the front yard. I was busy banging off those dead azalea blossoms and my sister was busy cutting flowers for her party. The little men were in the back yard with Grampy and Uncle Rog. 

Along came a salesman.  Yes, right down our driveway.  He represented an asphalt driveway repair company.

He started his sales pitch and kept talking and I let him keep talking until hubby came into the yard and I let him take over.  So I just kept up my banging and started to move around the corner
forgetting there was one little step.
  Yes, one little step and boom. I was on the ground. I have no idea why.  Don't know what hit first.
 I just know I was on the ground and that salesman just kept talking.
He did lend a hand to hubby to pick me up.  I sat on that one little step for a bit and then got help into the house.
Then we went for dinner at the Burg ( you get to stay in the car and they bring your order to your car window  )
Then  sister and brother in law left
Then  time for little man to go to bed
Then his mommy came home and
Then Hubby took me to the ER.
By then I had found some old crutches and my foot was changing color and swelling ( ok, just a   little )
Nurse Ashlay took care of me
Tech Tara did the x-rays
Dr. Bennett gave the exam and diagnosis:  Sprained foot

That is enough for one day

Good morning ..  

This is how it will look for maybe two weeks. 

This is the little man who prayed for me
with his eyes closed.

This little man also kissed my foot
about three times

This is room service 

This is the view from my couch.
Sunny day.
Screen saver is photo album
It might just be the meds, but i think i can handle not lifting a finger for a couple weeks...well, a few days anyway.



Many thanks for friends and family praying !