Normal Life

I found out today that my grandma has fallen and broken her hip and shoulder (she's in her 80s). I guess she doesn't have to have surgery, but her injuries do necessitate therapy. I feel fortunate that I've never broken a bone (other than fracturing my toe). There have been an inordinate amount of broken bones in my family. As much of a clutz as I am, it must be divine intervention that has kept me relatively whole.