... and broken bits of herself.
The ankle and foot bits as it happens. Thank goodness, because for an older lady, to fall and break one's hip would be SUCH a cliche!
Anyhoo, we're off to pat her hand and stroke her fevered brow until the male parental unit returns from a fishing trip.
Perhaps we can get some of that fancy cat food on the way!
Saturday, April 4
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Get well wishes to your Mum - what a bummer!
you are so the favourite! jesus i only find out by reading your blog!!!
Sending love, hugs, ice packs and chicken soup your Mum's way!
Wait.
That sounds messy.
How about a cheery "Feel better soon!" from someone very far away!
Go be a good daughter...
;o)
- Lee
P.S. Oh S, as the youngest of three sisters, our Mom always loves someone best!
Zoomie, bummer indeed.
S, she called me because we were going down for lunch anyway and I live closer and am not heavy with child! We are ALL her favourite, dafty.
Lee, we had roasted lamb, better than soup! And I gave her a nice pat on the head and a jolly good talking to about the climbing of ladders and how it's not to happen again.
All my best to your mom!
Wishing your mum a speedy recovery...
Oh, dear! She is indeed lucky it wasn't her hip.
Best wishes.
I shall pass on all these international best wishes, should give her a bit of a cheerup indeed.
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