Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Never dull

I decided to take advantage of the rainy weather to work on some indoor projects last weekend. Halfway through one, I managed to slip off the stepstool I was using. I landed - hard - and it took a few minutes to catch my breath. When I finally did, I found I couldn't get up. An hour later when I still couldn't bear any weight on my left ankle, DH insisted we go have it checked out. So off to the ER we went. The nurse checking me out wanted to know where the blood was coming from. Blood? Hadn't noticed that. Turns out I had managed to do a little damage to the underside of one of my toes. One look and it was decided stitches were in order. FYI, if there's one place you do NOT want a needle, it is on the bottom of your toe. Ouch!!

Thankfully, the ankle is just sprained. I am hobbling around a bit now and glad it wasn't worse. I pointed out to DH that in my nearly 52 years, this was the very first injury-related visit to a doctor. I guess I was due.

We've already met our deductibles for the year, so I'm not expecting any surprise bills from this visit.

On to the next day ... DS had a friend driving him to an event at school. Somehow, the friend managed to damage the wheelchair lift on the van. Badly. We are still waiting for the repair guy to schedule us and I have no idea how it will take to get it working again. I'm expecting it to be expensive. Meantime, I had to get DS to school the past two days, so I was forced to rent a van. $102 a day. I'm taking it back tomorrow morning because DS will be on Fall Break and can stay home. If the repairs are going to run into next week, I'm going to look into a transportation service to get him to and from campus. The bills from this disaster could be huge. I mean really, really big.

So it's been a frustrating week. And then I see that Kim is about to bust my chops in the debt race, even though I have finally made it into the 70s. You go, Kim!