Kage Baker despaired of my life on a regular basis throughout her life. This was because I have bizarre destructive things happen to me with ridiculous frequency.
This evening, I tripped over a bag of yarn, hit the cat tower with my head and right shoulder, and ended up on the floor. I was carrying a small bag of Cheetos, and went down in a veritable eruption of orange crunchy snacks.
Now I am sitting in the ER, waiting for a CAT scan. I’ve already been x-rayed, and so we know I have broken my humerus -split the head of it, as the doctor said lyrically, like a blow from an axe.
I am also covered with ground-in Cheeto fragments.
More later, Dear Readers. It hurts to type. But all will be well – Kimberly is here with me.
Kathleen, Kage and the Company 
And praying for rapid healing of your humerus
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My sympathies for the loss of your Cheetos and good wishes for a speedy ER visit!
And the orange powder left by Cheetos is called Cheedal. At least according the rhe Sniglet dictionary.
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Bugrit.
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This has to stop, dear; you’ll make yourself sick!
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It ain’t easy bein’ cheesy. Prayers and best wishes.
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So sorry! Shoulder breaks or splits are not trivial. Even a planned rotator cuff surgery and general tidy up of that area (I tend to grow little calcium caltrops up there) took awhlile to heal. Let us know how long you will be in a sling and when you can start physical therapy.
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Best wishes for a speedy recovery from your cheesy disaster. Hope you feel Gouda soon. 😀
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Oh Dear! Hope the pretty kitty is not teaching the yarn bag how to be a tripping hazard, just so the cat can help ‘clean up’ the Cheetos for you. Naughty yarn bag!
Recover quickly, M’Dear! {{{ gentle hugs }}}
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