Rediscoveries after the fall
You are, of course, eager to read about the great fall on the ice I took some weeks ago, landing on my derriere (that's my butt) feeling the sudden searing pain in my wrist, lying on the icy road looking up at the blue sky, terrified I'd broken a hip - the worst nightmare. I rolled over, hauled myself to my feet and back up the driveway hill. My hips were OK. My wrist was not.
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