We are wiped out

We've had a rough couple of weeks. First I had a major work event which required travel to the mountains. The work leading up to it was fairly stressful and then to add to it, the change in barometric pressure from Denver to the mountains reeeallly messed with my fibro. So I was already in a flair up mode when The Boy broke his arm last Friday while playing on the playground. He ended up having surgery on Saturday.

This is his second trip in an ambulance for a broken arm.  Same arm but in a different place.  If you recall, he managed to fall off the monkey bars the second day of kindergarten.  This time, he fell off a crazy wall on the new playground by our house.  I tell ya, I am going to worry myself to death over this kid.  He's like his dad.  Always thinking he's bullet proof.

All is fine. His arm is healing and he's his usual joyful self. And I have begun the climb back to helping myself feel better. 

The husband leaves tomorrow for two weeks diving in the Galapagos Islands.  Visiting with Whale Sharks.  He'll love it.  

Comments

[Arlene]

Mary-Laure and Margaret: Indeed Don has a great time when he goes diving. He'll be on a live-a-board boat and they dive about 5 times a day/night. The whale sharks have no appetite for them, as there are tons of fish for them in the area. So divers have a great opportunity to see them up close.

[Mary-Laure]

The Galapagos Islands? WOW, I heard it's divine. Hope he brings back some pictures. And that snapshot of the sleeping pooch is priceless.

[Margaret]

Great adventure for your husband!! It sounds like a very tiring trip though. So sorry about the broken arm; we've had a few broken bones around here due to my daredevil (ex) gymnast. Hope it heals FAST.