In August of 2008, Brandon broke his arm. I was at Bunco and had forgotten my phone. It took forever to reach me. So, imagine the odds that today I would forget my phone (despite having vowed never to forget it after the Aug incident) and Brandon would fall and break the arm again in the exact same way?
My brain is fried and I wish I could roll the clock back to prevent the fall, or maybe even keep him home or just lock us in the house pad it with Nerf.
There were funny parts of the day though. I got to see my favorite ER nurse, who helped me when I had food poisoning after a Giants game 2 years ago. I owe my life to that guy, he gave me good meds to keep me from crapping my pants and barfing my guts out. Nice visual, eh? I told you this would be inspiring shit.
It was also funny when I pulled in the wrong way on a one way at the ER entrance. The valets flagged me down and I jumped out and ditched my car, grabbed the kids and trucked in to Kaiser in a fog.
I find the best coping mechanism is to find the humor in the worst of situations. I have done it for years and many times it is inappropriate, but hell, I gotta get through it somehow. So here's to 6 more weeks of doctor visits. I was starting to miss the cast bay guys anyhow.
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