I am reminded of the old curse which says "May you live in interesting times". Yesterday, I fell in my driveway, spent many hours in the Emergency room at the local hospital, had my hip x-rayed and was told it wasn't broken. (hurray!) This morning I got a call from a doctor who was then working in the emergency room who told me that the radiologist had reviewed the x-ray and there IS a fracture...not my hip (hurray!) but the pelvic bone near the hip; nothing to be done except manage the pain. (hurray!) This afternoon The Man had to take our little doggie to the vet's...and did not return with him. R.I.P. little Doggie. And it is only January, 3rd. Interesting days indeed.