BOUND FOR OLD FOLKS HOME

WELL, I HOPE I AM NOT----BUT TWO NIGHTS AGO, WHILE ALONE WITH DOORS LOCKED, I TOOK A TERRIFIC FALL. RIGHT ON MY NEW HIP, WHICH IS NOW SORE, BUT HOPEFULLY NOT DISLOCATED. THE MIDDLE FINGER ON THE RIGHT HAND IS SWOLLEN TO THE SIZE OF A HOT DOG AND SORE AS HECK. I SPENT A COUPLE HOURS ON THE FLOOR UNTIL I COULD SCOOT MYSELF CLOSE TO A PHONE. THANK THE GOOD LORD I HAD GIVEN MY DAUGHTER IN LAW A KEY JUST A FEW WEEKS AGO. SHE WAS THE ONLY RELATIVE IN TOWN---REST WERE AT HUNTING CAMP OR FOOTBALL GAME. SHE DASHED OVER WITH AMBULANCE BEHIND HER AND SHE HAD CALLED CAMP, SO JERRY AND JEFF WERE EN ROUTE. THE EMTS CHECKED ME OUT AND WANTED ME TO GO TO ER, BUT I NIXED THAT IDEA. I WAS ABLE TO WALK FOR THEM. TODAY I AM SO SORE AND STIFF----AND DUMB ME NEVER THINKS ABOUT TAKING A PAIN PILL, BUT I JUST DID, SO AM GOING TO BED AND HOPE IT PUTS ME TO SLEEP.