...it's your brother...again! I got home from class last night and the first words out of Mom's mouth were, "You're not going to believe where your brother is." And I thought, oh, no - not again! Sure enough, he was at the emergency room at the hospital. Another on the job injury, but this time playing soccer with the other guys at the fire station! They thought his ankle was broken but the doctor's diagnosis? Broken foot! Yup, what are the odds? Like mother like son. So he's off duty for a while now. They sent him home with a splint and crutches and he'll go for a follow up appt. next week. It's deja vu all over again.
I guess more people travel for Memorial Day weekend than I thought. Out of my class of 7 last night, just 2 showed up. That's okay - we had ourselves a little beading party!!