Don't Ever Ask, "What Else Can Happen???"

Trip to St. Louis was wonderful....loved being with family of Darcie and Anthony and their four-footed creatures. Boogie behaved like she was already a show dog and went second on Sunday to the black bitch who went WD at the Specialty which wasn't all bad. Pickles had a w0nderful time and could have gone home with a bunch of volunteers, but we decided t0 keep her of course. Precurser to the trip was a fall, slipping backwards after stumbling over Georgia's ladder to get up ontoo my bed. Was packing and just stepped back too soon and landed with all weight on right hand/arm...stupid stupid stupid. Hand swelled up into an ugly purple mess, palm and top of h and included. Stoked immediatelyin ice and kept it warmed alternately all weekend. Finally had an appt w/orthopod this AM. Have spiral fracture of t he last bone in my right hand above the little finger. STIFF CAST for who knows how long and if this d0esnt work, surgery nd pins later. Needless to say I CANNOT T YPE WORTH A DAMN s0 this is it until I learn to hunt and peck. SO, don'[t ever ask what else can happen, 'cause something always does. ARRRGGHHH,P