I woke up at 9.58 am this morning, to a phone call from work. Just the thing one loves when it's one's first day off in about nine days! That particular phone call ended up being nothing, just some confusion about work shifts, but I got a more serious call later on.
I had just had breakfast when my sister called and told me that my mom had been taken to the hospital, ambulance and all. She had fallen over at the parking lot of the local supermarket, at one of those spots where they have those big metal rails on the ground, for shopping trollies. (If we lived in the United States, we could probably sue Lidl.) She was lucky because she didn't hit her head or anything, but she fell on her wrist (and broke it) and split her knee cap. It could have been a lot worse, of course, but hey, it's my mom and I don't want anything bad to happen to her. Ever.
I went to see her in the hospital, and she was in decent spirits considering the circumstances. I guess she will have surgery on her knee tomorrow, and will have two casts (one on the wrist and one on her leg) for a long long time. So no, it hasn't been a great day off. I missed the Helsinki wardrobe_remix clothing swap, plus I didn't get to do any of the stuff that I had planned for today.