|Middle daughter, me, eldest daughter, hubby, great-granddauther|
Everyone came to visit lots. We ate delicious food in wonderful restaurants.The greatgrand in the photo cut my hair. She recently graduated from beauty school and had just graduated the night before from highschool.
We enjoyed Old-Town Temcula, tasted olive oil and vinegar pairings--ended up buying a set.
We went to the movies to see San Andreas--excting, and especially when you live in California.
Now to get the leaning part that ties all this into mystery writing a bit.
On our way home we turned onto a freeway going the wrong direction, got off to come back the right way and spotted a Taco Bell and decided to make a potty stop. Daughter (who was our driver) rushed off, and I did too--my big mistake. I tripped over one of those yellow bumps on the sidewalk in front of the handicapped parking.
Down I went, kaboom. Fell on my side, hitting my head kaboom! Taco Bell workers came out and looked and fled back inside. A nurse driving by pulled in and took one look at me and the blood pouring out of my temple and called 911.
Marilyn, what an experience! I'm glad that you received good medical help and hope that your bruised ribs will soon be feeling better. What a beautiful family you have! Congratulations on turning in the new manuscript.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Paula, for your kind words.ReplyDelete
Blood, ambulance, emergency room, CT scans, stitches....not my idea of 'nothing serious'. Well, tomorrow I will check the merchandise myself!ReplyDelete
My eye/cheek is looking better.Delete
That is such a disconcerting experience. And it hurts! For a while. hope you have a good healing.ReplyDelete
that is such a disconcerting experiencen and it does hurt for
That's the second time I've fallen, the ealier one was at a graduation and I broke my ankle. Thank God nothing was broken this time or at least nothing that showed up on the X-rays.Delete
Wow, Marilyn, what an experience. So glad there were people to help and that you were okay!ReplyDelete
My poor husband was there too, but he can barely get around himself-- but he and daughter followed and were with me in the ER. I probably wouldn't have gone to the hospital there if the nurse hadn't insisted. Because the bleeding wouldn't stop, I'd have ended up in some ER--and this one was way better than the one we have at home.Delete
You know what the old saying is, Marilyn...Keep on truckin'. Glad things aren't worse and that you got the ms. turned it!ReplyDelete
I am keeping on--that's the way I roll.Delete