My friends and family can tell you, that it is without fail, I somehow manage to ruin holidays and vacations with trips to the ER. I would not call myself a "sick" person, rather just clumsy. I am reminded of these, less than joyful occasions, as I sit here, on my first day of summer vacation, with my foot propped up and bandaged. In no particular order, I guess I am apologizing for all of the co-pays, cold kielbasa, and warm lemonade my family endured. Christmas, 1999 Pneumonia got the best of me. Hospitalized for tearing abdominal muscles. Yes, the doctors were trying to kill me. Valentine's Day, 2006 Pneumonia returned. In bed with for a week, hacked for months. Truly romantic <3. Summer, 1994 I can skateboard, not! Torn ligaments in ankle. On crutches for 6 weeks. Summer, 1990 Handstand on scooter- do not try this at home. Chipped jaw bone and missing chin. 13 stitches, plastic surgery and a year's worth of ...
Mindful watchings of the ordinary life