OK, she could get up, but she was in a ton of pain because she had broken her arm. Poor thing! Katie was at work until 9, I was at school for a 6:30 meeting, and she couldn't get hold of Steve. I was able to get hold of Steve to meet her at the house, but not before mom called 911. She got some hottie firefighters to take care of her (wish I had been there now).
After a trip down to Sacred Heart, mom is home doped up, in a sling, and hoping to get some sleep. Katie is on nursing duty tomorrow, and I'm taking a sick day on Thursday to take care of our poor Lavs. Here she is in all her broken-armed glory!
