So, yesterday was my last day smoking. Thought it a good deal to do it while Doug was home and could let me know whether I was being overly cranky. I did really good until Garrett fell head first down the first flight of stairs to the basement, smacked his head on the wall and then fell down the other flight to the concrete floor. Couldnt think of anyone to pick Doug up from physical therapy so I could take Garrett to the doctor so ran and got Doug poor guy hasnt had to walk that fast since the first surgery then got Garrett to the doctor. We have to watch him for signs of a concussion, so far hes good. Kind of sore neck and shoulder, hurt his hand pretty bad but nothing broken, ribs are scraped up and bruised but not broken, knee hurts, ankle and foot are really sore but shes pretty sure its not broken. I tried to convince Doug as we left the clinic that its a sign God is OK with me smoking and wants me to continue. He didnt buy it. :( Thanking God for protecting Garrett.
Posted on: Tue, 23 Sep 2014 02:01:27 +0000
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