Idyllic, until it wasn't.
Three of Carla's swift chickens flew the
Coop, and in chasing them, I
Fell to the pavement.
The result?
Urgent care.
An ambulance ride to the hospital.
(For Danny, too, since his blood
Pressure skyrocketed.)
He on the cardiac floor.
I on the ortho.
A fractured femur repaired.
All our plans upended.
But the old adage applied.
"There are no interruptions, only
Opportunities."
Opportunities to share with the
Ambulance attendant, the fellow who
Pushed me to the OR, the sweet
Nurse who shared her heart.
Everyone had a story.
I listened.
And they listened to mine.
News of us spread.
"You're the lady who chased the
Chickens. And your husband's here
Too. And you're newlyweds."
All true.
But we're back home now and on
The mend.
And frankly, I hope my life gets
Back to boring.