I tripped over one of those cement parking stopper berm thingees and did a full face-plant into the asphalt in front of the beauty salon where my daughter works. Laid there for a while yelling for her for help, as she had gone into a back room to eat her lunch. She finally came out, helped me sit up against the front tire of my car, got freaked by the little pool of blood gushing from my nose, called the EMTs. I refused to go to the hospital in an ambulance (an ungodly expense, even just for the three blocks transport - I know, because one of my other kids was transported 1 block and had a US$1500 bill to show for it after.) Ended up at an urgent care doctor the next day for the wrist, and again a week later for an upper right rib (cracked or bruised.)

Now, several weeks later, I'm out of the wrist brace and back to playing piano. My black eye has mostly faded - altho if you look closely, that shadow beneath it doesn't match the one under my right eye. The rib doesn't pain me much at all, and the wrist only aches when I try to turn the hand over further than it's ready to go. No strength in that wrist either now - making cooking pretty hard - guess I'm gonna have to work on that.

I'm mending, though - and that's the good thing.

Good to see you here more often now. You were missed, you know...