Poor old Joy had a very ordinary day. A large piece of art fell off the mantlepiece early this morning and onto the back of her head. It knocked her out cold on the playroom train table for a little while. Later, when blurred vision joined a humungous headache and large lump, she stumbled around to her lovely neighbour who whisked her off to Emergency where she spent most of the day. Unfortunately, her husband is working interstate, and Mum and I were totally hopeless, living so far away. Luckily, Joy lives in a great neighbourhood, and another wonderful neighbour minded the kids until my sister-in-law arrived to look after them.
She is home again now and fine, apart from feeling like she has been run over by a bus!
Thinking of you Joy. Get better soon. xx