But Mom...

So...Sunday evening while walking The Big White Dog, I stepped off a curb the wrong way and immediately knew that I was in trouble. Longer story short, after spending several hours in the emergency room Monday, the diagnosis is a 'non displaced Tibial Plateau Fracture' of my left leg. I'm now sporting a lovely 'knee immobilizer' (heavy-duty leg brace). I don't do injury/illness well. If you know me you'll get it when I say that they should probably put me into a 6 week coma (not that I'm making light of comas). Oh well. The Dogs don't understand what's going on. And C is doing her patient best to get us through this.