Yesterday on my way out of town I saw a large YARD SALE sign. I started to brake and then told myself to keep going. But there was a big parking spot and the van just pulled itself over. I would make it quick or so I thought.
First thing I spotted!
Yes, this is where the bad luck comes in to play. Not for me but for her. She misjudged the steps going to the street and fell. Her ankle started to swell immediately. (alot!!) Her husband was able to get her to the porch and apply ice. When I left he was on the phone arranging for someone to cover their sale while he took her to the ER. I stopped back today to check on her. Not broken but just as bad. Eight hours in the ER, torn ligaments and she's in a cast for a good while. That's just doesn't seem right.