4:35 this morning I called 9-1-1. Nothing cancer related. Just Mom keeping things interesting for all you dear readers who have been waiting nearly a week for updates! Truly, though, I think Mom didn't want to bother waking me for help, tried to get out of bed herself, and fell. Right onto her nose.
Yes, her nose.
Lots of red stuff that she really can't afford to waste.
We got back home four hours later.
The initial read of the CAT scan was no broken nose, but the ER doctor called later to tell her the in-house radiologist believes there is a slight break. Mom has to give it about a week for the swelling to go down, then see an ENT for follow-up. The bruising is interesting; no, just icky.
Luckily my brother Bill built (just yesterday) a ramp in the garage so Mom can have easy entry/exit. It was convenient for the ambulance gurney this morning. 🚑
It's a beautiful ramp. Broad, Burley, Blonde. Believe me. Bro-Bill-Built.
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