Is there an award for clumsiness?

Well, if there is, I should be nominated. Just after going to sleep last night, after a long drive to Reykjavík, I woke up and somehow got my feet tangled in the duvet on the way to the bathroom. Bam! Fell on the floor and broke my wrist. My friends Berglind and Helga took me to the hospital and four hours later I'd been x-rayed, stretched and put in a cast. It hurts like hell!
And what about DesignMarch? I really hope I'll be a bit better tomorrow, or at least on Saturday, so I get a chance to attend some exhibitons.
Well, at least I'm lucky to be with this great group of friends :)