I was walking across the living room to grab the vacuum and my super-grip shoes super-griped and down I went. I won't be painting furniture any time soon.
Out past my temporary work room we go. Good-bye furniture!
Listen to your mother: always wear clean underwear and big sunglasses.
Notice the bare leg. Another favorite pair of pants were cut off me.
Meanwhile, down at the pasture, the helicopter pilot didn't like the slope and headed off to the flat field down the mountain.
Mr. Bad stepped into the ambulance for a moment to comfort me. (Can you tell how unnatural my right leg looks?) When I saw this picture I was amazed at how well stocked the ambulance was. I guess I was too shocky to notice during my ambulance ride back in February.
So, back at the hospital with another broken femur. Good thing I only have two.
