slipped on black ice. It was 7 am on New years eve and I broke my hip. I lay there telling myself that it was only a bruised bone and that I just had to lay still until the pain subsided but it didn't and I realized that I was sticking to the ice. I dragged myself across my driveway, through the garage and into the house. About 2 hours later, I found the phone and called 911. They operated that night and put a rod and a bunch of pins in the leg.

I'm doing pretty well, I think, but I'm not allowed to put any real weight on the leg until after I see the doc on Friday.

One hell of a way to ring in 2021!