They say it goes in 3's... you know,
that stuff.Monday Night, Mum was heard screaming..... when the deer hit Crystal ( the van ) at least it was a doe so her head only bounced off my side window instead of going thru it.
Tuesday Afternoon, Mum was heard gasping in horror.... as I fell in the preschool yard and landed - my full weight - on my left wrist. It held ( it should per all the hardware in there ) but it took a few years off me to think of it.
The days passed and I awaited event #3..................
Sunday Morning, Mum was seen with a look of horror on her face.... in the sanctuary at church, during the sermon, Rachel and Dad were trying to get my attention and I cannot for the life of me read lips, so Dad put his bloody hand in the window... AH! Time to get up and leave. Poor Dad, trying to get last minute chicken salad ready for a luncheon at church right after service, and instead got the top of his right pointer finger. At least there was a doctor in the house, my GYN doctor - Ha! but she cauterized it and called in antibiotic and pain medicine and saved a trip to the ER!
THAT'S IT!!! NO MORE!!!
There were good things last week and I still have pictures from last weekend, when my nerves finally calm down I'll add on monday or tuesday.