Not Getting Much Done

Update: Not just broken, but with a 15 degree distension! She's lucky it didn't break through the skin. Really lucky.

The end of this week hasn't been great for productivity. Today I got some work done, but yesterday was a complete wash.

Yesterday morning, at about 9:45am, my dad called. My mother managed to slip and fall in the driveway, breaking her wrist. Could I please drive down and "hold down the fort"* at work w hile he takes the invalid to the doctor's office? Like I could say no. Anyway, she really broke it. The local doctors at the hospital emergency room sent her to Fort Wayne to an orthopedic center. They thought she might need surgery because the bone was pushed so far out of place.

Because this is really all about me, I will note that this meant that I was spending more time away from my academic work than I should.

Ok, she managed to avoid surgery for now. The doctor popped it back into place, whatever that means, and will check it in a couple of weeks to determine if she will need surgery of not. Naturally she broke her right wrist since she is right handed. I can tell that I will be helping out a lot during the next few weeks.

My mom is good at falling. She always has had this tendency to trip while walking or doing something else, resulting in a fall. It's just that now that she is older, bones are starting to break. A few years ago she fell and broke her kneecap. She's getting good at breaking the bendy areas. Honestly, I'm just as klutzy. I'm always tripping over my own feet. The only difference is that through some miracle of genetics I have a much better sense of balance - I almost never actually fall. I'm good at catching myself or turning in a way that keeps me on my feet.

*Yes, my dad says this phrase a lot.