I am not a complainer. And I'm pretty tough.
Yesterday, while chipping some ice away from some windows, I flipped a big ice chunk into the air and it came smashing down on my hand. I knew a blood vessel had broken and was rewarded immediately with a growing hematoma. Soon it was the size of a golf ball. By the time Mike and I returned to Hoback Junction - after a day of snow moving in Freedom - my giant hematoma was starting to hurt quite a lot. Off to the Emergency Room. Happily, there were not bones broken. I was wrapped up in an Ace bandage and told it would be pretty painful for a week as the stuff was absorbed up by my body.
Come Thursday of this week, Mike will deliver me to an oral surgeon's office where I will get the fractured root to a tooth that broke off extricated from my gum/jaw. We will be driving to Idaho Falls for the procedure. I am thankful to have a husband who is able to me my driver.
I hope your week is going better than mine!!
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