Wednesday, April 12, 2006
The physical therapist had just left, Nana's eggs were done and she was pushing her plate across the counter so as not to have to carry it. All of a sudden I hear a tremendous noise and I knew, deep down in my heart, I knew she was falling....I quickly ran upstairs and she was prostrate on the hard kitchen floor. Praise the Lord, she has no broken bones, just bruises. Obviously, she is shaken. She really doesn't know exactly what happened...she was turning, she thinks, and just lost her balance. So far, there doesn't appear to be any bruises on her face. After the last two falls, that is a welcome relief in her mind. We'll see how she looks later this afternoon. She will be sore deep inside for several days.