So my grandma dropped me off at my papas house today and was about to drive off. Thank god she didn’t. She waits until she sees me go in his house before she leaves.
Well today I fell...
I wasn’t paying attention and I tripped over my own feet. And I knew immediately I messed something up.
3 hours in the ER later... I get told I have a sprained ankle and I dislocated my knee but relocated it when I stood up to go back to my grandmas car.
My husband is now waiting on me hand and foot cuz I literally can’t even walk to the bathroom by myself.
Thank god for good husbands like him ❤️