I wanted to have a break in my last blog. I whined about getting some time off.
Well I got it. Thursday and Friday we had "cold days" off from school. This was all great and peachy. I had plenty of time to get my work done and pack for my weekend trip.
AND THEN I BROKE MY LEG!!!
I loaded my car since Kelli called and was on her way. On my way in to get another armful, I slipped and fell on my lovely terra cotta tiles. I knew that I was hurt, but hoped that it wasn't as bad as I thought. As I lay on the floor wondering about the pain and the unevenness of my ceiling as I looked up at it, I didn't want anything to ruin my trip. I almost convinced myself that maybe it was just a sprain. I crawled through the house and pulled myself up on the couch. A few moments later, Kelli arrived. She loaded the car, and talked me through what we could do. We decided that instead of waiting to go to the hospital if we needed to in Louisville, that we would make a quick little stop into the Wooster ER.
After finding out that my leg was broken, filling my prescription for Vicodin, we went ahead and started our trip to Louisville.