Oh no!! Sending speedy recovery vibes!
As I always say, Grace isn't my middle name... haha... I think my worst fall on vacation was when coming off the plane in Venice Italy, the jet bridge dipped down and back up in like a step... in the US, there would be yellow tape, signs, etc... not there... and bam, knee locks and I face planted. My glasses go flying and I got a good goose egg on my forehead. All I cared about was my glasses - here the first day of our 10 day vacation (and my brother-in-law's wedding)... what would I do if my glasses were broken? I was so lucky - they were bent, but still wearable. I don't know if I should be happy or sad - but no one saw me fall so they didn't believe me (well, except my mom - parents were on this trip, too - and husband who know my inability to walk like a normal person)..
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