Tuesday morning, I missed the last step on the staircase (rushing around in the dark no less - DUH!) and went splat on the floor. I have a severely sprained ankle, a bone chip dislodged in my foot and probably ligament damage. I see the orthopedist again in two weeks to determine whether I'll need an MRI and/or therapy. The worst part though is that in the chaos of my fall, our dogs ran off and the female ran into the road, getting hit and killed by a truck. She was 11 and we could see the beginning signs of her failing and when they prepped her cremation at the vets, they found tumors inside her so we were coming to the end anyway, but it's still hard and we miss her terribly. Hope this means the rest of the year will be fabulous!
