
In other news, Travis hurt his shoulder last week. Actually, I hurt Travis' shoulder and I feel horrible about it. We were asleep Wednesday night when a bag with breakables fell and the contents broke. It was a loud noise and scared me. I screamed, jumped and flipped in the bed and landed hard on Travis' shoulder. His arm was under my pillow when I started my mid-air somersault. All of this happened in a nano-second, so there wasn't anything I could do to avoid it. I have a tomahawk hanging from the bed to protect me from burglars (don't ask- LONG STORY and I am sure I can't use the tomahawk effectively anyway!) so I don't know why I didn't just grab it. Instead, I apparently felt the need to hurt my husband's shoulder. We went to the doctor this past Friday and he said that nothing was broke or dislocated. PRAISE THE LORD! However, he did sprain his AC joint. Travis is supposed to keep it iced and rest it and keep pain killers in his system. I am supposed to stop landing on his shoulder. He goes back to the doc next Thursday to see how he is doing and to find out if he needs to come back for any more visits. Needles to say, it is never dull in the Wright house.
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oh, that made me laugh so hard. Cool glasses and candleholder. I've always wanted to learn how to work with wood. I think I'd really enjoy it.
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