Late last month, I got a rather urgent call from my SQO. He was over at his Aunt’s place, and was going to be there a little while longer than planned, because they had to wait for the EMS.
His mother was visiting as well, and, upon exiting her car, she misplaced a foot. The difference in elevation between the driveway and the lawn snagged an unwary victim, and she ended up falling out of her car.
Diagnosis: she broke a hip.
Now, if we ‘age’ this wonderful lady by her attitude, I’d put her in the late teens. She’s a fiery person in a chronologically-correct 80 year old shell. So, with bones having spent that amount of time defying gravity’s pull, her doctors decided to replace the joint, rather than immobilize and let it heal naturally.
I had an opportunity to visit with her in the hospital…and made her a little something to brighten her room.
The flowers are sprouting ALL over my little corner of the Earth. Winter is back in the coat closet 😀