My husband has gone and hurt himself on top of his hurts. He fell on black ice yesterday at the kids' school and BROKE HIS FOOT. Honest.
We really are Irish; if we didn't have bad luck, we'd have none.
He'll be sitting for two weeks until this heals up. It's good that it wasn't so bad, but it sets his therapy back just that much further.
I think I wasn't waiting on him enough and he wanted more meals-on-trays.