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Journal bethanie's Journal: Old Fogeys on Parade (Sorta) 18

This just in from my father in So Cal. (A little background: Folks are both 56 years old. Mom is a school teacher. Dad is *not* the nurturing type -- think gmhowell here, but not so sweet & sentimental).

Dear Kids,

Just to let you know, your mother, today (the first day of school) was walking her class to lunch and sort of twisted her ankle and fell. Being the trooper she is, she got up, brushed herself off, and being the blonde she is, walked fifteen more feet and fell again. This time she had apparently offended the walking gods. She hit her face on her insulated mug and opened a small cut beside her right eye (where you get squint lines). She sprained her ankle a little along with her right wrist. Bruised her knees slightly. We still do not know what was in the mug. (Lab analysis is pending.)

I took her to the doctor. He suggested that we may want to put a stitch in the wound. When he left the room Mom and I discussed it and decided she should have at least two stitches... In telling the story it just wouldn't have the same impact if she fell and had to get "a stitch" in her face. A legend demands the story bring drama with retelling so she could say she had to get "Stitches". Dr. B accommodated our request.

She is a little stiff and sore from the fall and the wound is really small and should not leave a scar (but getting stitches actually makes the story worth sharing). I tended her every need and she is resting comfortably in bed. I have removed the tea cup (chamomile) and crumpet crumbs and finished the dinner dishes. She is so pampered.

I have also duct taped the mug and added foam insulation around the upper edges, being careful to leave enough room for her to sip without suffering the foam. I have loaded the walker into the SUV and ordered a warm up tape to watch before recess. I am sure she will appreciate the efforts.

Just thought you would want to hear it from me first.

Love,

Dad

Now that I've stopped laughing, I can go ahead and post this.

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