Mom checked the river level and the river level forecast as well as the weather forecast (high of 78 - TOTALLY AWESOME) and we set out early, which is our preference.
The river was beautiful, and there was hardly anyone else on the trail, since it was early and overcast.
We hiked out to the secret island, and I splashed and swam and retrieved my ball. We were having lots of fun, but then mom stepped on a wet, slippery rock. She slipped and fell, and reached back with her left hand to catch herself. She may have said an HBO word or two.
After righting herself, she looked at her wrist and knew it was broken because it looked kinda' funky. So we had to stop playing and head back. It was starting to rain a bit anyway.
After we got home, Dad took mom to this awesome place called Ortho On Call. The people there were really nice. They xrayed her hand and found out her wrist is broken into a bunch of pieces and she will have to have surgery to fix it. Mom says it's no big deal. She doesn't think it's as bad as when she broke her elbow hang gliding and they had to wire the pieces of bone together for it to heal. She's kinda accident prone, you know.
So I may be blogging a bit less for a while (although she does pretty good with the iPhone Blogger app and typing with just her right hand), and the contest prizes may take longer to complete, but the bright side is that I may get some extra snuggle time out of this. Fortunately her right hand is her dominant petting and belly-rubbing hand.
|This is where we started|
|We stopped at one of my favorite swimming spots|
|Early morning river|
|I'm a very brave puppy|
|This old sycamore is one of our favorite trees|
|On the way back, in the rain, with an injured photographer|