Good news. Today, on my way to work, I tripped and fell really hard and my jeans did not rip. It was fantastic. I mean, it hurt, but it took me forever to find these jeans. And I have had a bad few months.
12/20/09 My uncle fell and broke his hip.
12/29/09 My back decided to hate me and I am down for the count for 2.5 weeks.
12/31/09 My uncle has a heart attack. Over the next several weeks, he has procedures.
01/04/10 My grandma goes into the hospital due to various problems.
01/07/10 I am diagnosed with sciatica, my gma is diagnosed with a brain tumor, everyone forgets Rivster & Bill's anniversary (understandably).
01/14/10 Gma diagnosed with bronchitis. Surgery to remove tumor postponed.
01/21/10 Gma's surgery went well.
02/02/10 "Lost" premieres. I eat an onion ring in celebration. I am sick in bed for the next two days with stomach pain. All the lying down exacerbates the back pain.
02/03/10 My great aunt falls and breaks her hip. Gma still in the hospital. (And it's Rivster's birthday.)
02/05/10 I fall on my way to work, but my jeans don't rip.