It was a great ski trip. Then, on his way back to the city to face the reality of work, my sweetheart hit a patch of black ice yesterday morning, and rolled the car on a major highway. Like all stubborn men, he tried to refuse treatment. They talked him into the ambulance, took him to a VERY rural band-aid station where I found him shaking like a leaf. Fractured rib. Car is totaled. The living room has turned into a mini-hospital, the dining room my office. Very crabby man…but very lucky. He was wearing a seat belt. If he hadn’t, he wouldn’t be here to be crabby. We’ll be right back after another Vicodin.
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adchick 
January 27, 2010 at 11:26 am
Best to your beau. He’s gonna like the vike.
January 27, 2010 at 7:19 pm
Glad to hear that all is OK.
January 27, 2010 at 10:00 pm
Yikes. Healing thoughts on their way, adchick.
January 28, 2010 at 12:28 am
Glad to hear there was minimal damage to your riding partner. Don’t sit around telling him your a-list jokes all day….that’s really cruel to do to someone with a broken rib.
January 28, 2010 at 10:46 pm
Glad to hear he’s okay, hope he has a speedy recovery.