I got up this morning,
headed for the bathroom,
fell over an exercise bike,
and crashed head first into the French doors on the deck,
6 feet away from my side of the bed.
I have several stitches in a 3.5 inch gash in my head, a muscle relaxer for my neck, shoulder and upper back, and some pain pills.
My glasses are broken but they can be fixed. Just not today.
As we were leaving the emergency clinic, where he had been a model of sympathy and support, my beloved said:
" Took that corner a little wide there, didn't you?"
It really hurts when I laugh.