I tripped yesterday, in the kitchen, but I broke the fall with my face, on a chair.  Ended up in emergency where I got stitches to my chin and a splint for my little finger.  I'm covered in bruises and scared the shit out of both my grandson and my husband.  I feel ninety years old but I'll heal.  My teeth still don't seem to match up very well but that will probably get better with time.  I'm so thankful it wasn't worse.

Off work again until next week.