How you doing?
Muddling along. I *sigh* fell again about ten days ago. I was taking the garbage out (again) and lost my balance on the stairs (again). This time I not only injured my rib, I hit the top of my head right into the floor freezer. The crown of my skull still hurts. About three days after that, my mom was trying to navigate the stairs on my sister’s deck in Pittsburgh, lost her balance and broke two ribs. They kept her in the trauma center for two days due to her age and because one of her meds is an anti-coagulant. They sent someone to my sister’s house for follow-up, and I think she’s back home now. They gave her both Oxycontin and Dilaudid. Then Thursday morning I rolled the wrong way in bed and apparently separated the injured rib I had, and now I’m pretty much immobile. Fortunately, Connie had some extra oxycodone she didn’t take after her oral surgery, so I’ve been splitting them and taking a half every four hours or so to supplement the Alleve I shouldn’t take because of my low platelets. Damned if you do, damned if you don’t.