Last Wednesday, I was out walking Gypsy and managed to trip over a broken piece of sidewalk. I fell into the lawn on my face (literally) and have two balck eyes, a bruised cheekbones, head and knees. I also broke my left pinky. The scary part comes now: they think I may have broken through a tumor in the bone. I think that it was an old break caused my my last dog jamming my fingers twenty plus years ago and that the finger didn't heal right. I am PRAYING that this is the case.
The good news is that they think that the tumor is benign. However, they are doing a bone scan and mammogram on the 14th (Happy Valentine's day--NOT). My neighbor (the doctor I have mentioned before) told me not to worry, but I can't help it. I am totally freaked by this. I haven't said anything about this before now because I don't want it to seem like I am whining.
The business where I fell is going to cover the medical bills from this. I am working with my finger in a splint and am finally over being sore. The black eyes are almost gone, but my head and knees are still sore.
To sum it up, I need some good vibes right now.