WTF?!!?

Just when I thought August is waste, something had to happen.

I had knee replacement surgery on a Wednesday, D's husband picked me up and of course I don't remember.

Spent sometime at home just me and Jean Luc. And I don't remember this either.

And then it happened. Lupe showed up and pushed me and my walker down the stairs. I swear I don't remember this either.

I woke up at the downtown Baptist and under suicide watch. I had a chaperon throughout my stay. 

I apparently was covered in blood and broke my walker. Apparently I was drenched in blood. So much for a blah August.

Chiflado