Well, my Black Friday sucked!

Seriously. I spent half of the day in the ER IN Morgantown, West Virginia. This time it was me being treated. Michael, his mom, and I had taken M for a photo session. Every 5 years Becky (MIL) likes to have the girls pictures taken in her pearls. The studio was in the basement of a condo. As we were going downstairs, I told M to be careful. Not 2 seconds later, the heel of my boot got stuck in the carpet on the steps and I fell---or should I say somersaulted down 12 steps. I don't remember how I fell, but Michael says it was truly, sickly, scary. I hit my head on the divider/wall between the stairway and the basement. I have a huge goose egg on the back of my head. I have bruises all over my body and can't move my right shoulder. The only reason I am even typing this is because of Percoset. Yes, it's a lovely drug! All kidding aside, Michael seriously thought he was a widow--and he will tell you that. It was bad. Poor M witnessed the whole thing and at only 5 years old, it will forever be grained in her memory. Thank Goodness, it wasn't as bad as it could have been. I wasn't going to go to the ER, but Becky thought I should. I knew I needed to eat---since I didn't have much breakfast. So before going to the ER, we stopped at Wings Ole and had Fries and Bleu--Michael is so proud! At the ER they did a CAT scan and xrays. Even the doctor is amazed that I have no broken bones. I'll have to wait a few days to see if I damaged any ligaments in my shoulder. I get sick thinking about what could have happened. I'm just very glad, I'm going to be okay.