1. Pinterst injury. I. Kid. You. Not.
Scrolling on my phone did this. 6 weeks of a brace. Did I learn my lesson?
2. Secondary injury in spastic, not very helpful left hand from trying to do lots of things with it during the past 6 weeks. Like scrolling through Pinterest. (You should see me trying to brush my teeth with my left hand. I am lucky not to also be sporting an eye patch.) I actually only have to wear this when I sleep.
3. Huge plywood splinter separated my fingernail from my finger as I took down my Dicken's Christmas Village.
4. This morning, as I tried to wheel the huge heavy trash can full of our huge heavy trash to the curb before the garbage truck pulled into the cul-de-sac, I fell. I don't really know how it happened or what all hit the ground where.... but there is no skin on those two fingers.
When the truck arrived, I was on my back, under an open trashcan with rubbish cascading over me. I was stunned but aware that if I laid there very still for another minute, the garbage men may not actually see me as I had only made it to just outside of my garage.
(My shin and hip injuries really didn't fit into this list and no amount of the A Beautiful Mess App cute images were going to make them look internet appropriate. You are welcome, internet.)