I've taken copious notes so that someday I may blog about it.
And the straw on the camel's back?
Drew and I just got home from the hospital after sitting in emergency for almost 5 hours. He has a small fracture in his left ankle and is now angrily sporting an air cast. Which looks too much like a ski boot for his liking.
Am I thankful? For three things?
1. I don't have a fractured ankle.
2. He didn't break his neeck.
3. No one threw up on us in the waiting room.