Clumsy and Busted

The title of this post is also what I am renaming my body. CB for short. The CB missed a stair yesterday and landed sprawled awkwardly in the floor until the husband came and picked it up. Thoughtfully though, the CB managed to be SURE to land on the knee that was already unable to take any pressure whatsoever. Then, just to top it off, the CB let me know in a very painful way yesterday afternoon that something was awry in the old reproductive department, confirmed today at the emergency room that an ovarian cyst had ruptured and there was nothing I could do about it. I tried to tell CB to just rub some dirt in it, that it would be fine, but CB would have none of that. There are going to have to be some serious discussions going on between me and the CB soon. Very soon.