Long story short I broke four ribs. I knew it was more than one. Hell, I can feel them shifting.
But- nothing to be done unless one of several dire scenarios occur at which case I should go to the hospital.
Dr. Z was so kind. He kept saying, “I’m so sorry this happened to you!”
I’m pretty sure he meant it.
And that’s about all I have the energy to write tonight. I’m glad I went and got checked out because now I know why and where the pain is coming from for sure and now I will be even more careful to rest and heal. I keep thinking of things I should do. Could do. Really!
And then I’m just letting them go.
Mr. Moon will take care of me and the doctor prescribed me some pain pills. I’m spending a lot of time in his chair.
Thank all of you for your kind words. They are helping me.