Montag

Poor Dave fell in his workshop — his feet flew out from under him and he landed hard on his rump — and could barely breathe from the pain. Ambulance, ER, etc. Nothing broken and he’s home now. Thank goodness. Bullet dodged again and we’re both still alive. He’s in terrible pain. I’m exhausted and nauseated and can’t walk a few steps without stopping to rest. It’s 7:30pm and we’ve given up on the day and gone to bed. We’re having a nice time moaning together and feeling sorry for ourselves.

Reset the counter: it is now zero days since we needed an ambulance

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  1. Kathy

    Yikes! Poor Dave! I’m glad nothing’s broken but sounds like it was still a doozy. I hope he feels better soon. And you too!


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