So, the day began mildly enough with the plan of picking up my mom just after noontime for her dental appointment. She was scheduled to get a tooth pulled that had broken recently. The least one went with me to get her, and we arrived at the doctor's office building just fine. I let them off out front and turned around briefly to park her car. Was out of sight of them for 'maybe' 30 seconds or so. Maybe. Parked, got out, walked up the walkway and see my mom sitting on the pavement and the least one standing by her side, holding my mom's purse. I hurried up to them and saw that my mom's face was literally dripping with blood where she'd hit her left eyebrow on the concrete. She'd apparently caught her shoe on the step from the driveway up to the walkway, and down she went.
The good part? Nothing was broken. And she fell on her left side that suffered the broken arm last January. And actually she was laughing about it later, but after witnessing her temporary memory loss right after the spill, I told her it wasn't funny at all, but laughed for her sake. Still, not funny. And also, the cut was small and closed up very neatly. All good, considering.
Everyone at the office building was so nice...very attentive, and probably thankful that we're not the suing type. These things happen. Just hard to see my mom bleeding to the extent that she was.
Anyway, got her cleaned up, took her home and she nursed a giant goose egg on her forehead that shrank up very quickly with some ice packs.
Drama? No THANK you. Just needed to vent.
