Several of my facebook friends are either dermatologists or work for dermatologists. Apparently "get Botox in time for Valentine's Day!" is a thing now.

So I'm home finally. Dad slipped & fell in the shower. I think he hit his head on the wall, and then the floor, because he has lacerations on both temples and the back of his head. Takes some skill to do that!

And he broke his jaw.

I hate the medical establishment. The hospital didn't have anyone on staff who could do anything about his jaw, and the maxillo-facial surgeon they referred me to basically said they only take dental insurance, not medical. I nearly snapped the nurse's head off. Appointment tomorrow to see what they need to do.

So this is fun. Dad looks like he was in a bar brawl, huge bruises all over. I took his dog home so he doesn't have to deal with walking him, and the staff are going to check on him every hour.

I'm SO GLAD January is over, so I could get home and pour myself a glass of Petite Syrah.

Dag, that sounds terrible! Poor you guys.

Wow, that's a complicated fall! Extra glad he had the emergency call button available. And very glad have wine now.

Oh, lordie. I'm watching last night's Colbert report, and Stephen just weighed in as a Harmonian. Good lord.

God, Consuela. They couldn't call someone in about his jaw? That's insane.

Ugh, what a pain. Better a jaw than a pelvis, maybe?

Wow. That's all kinds of fucked up. I hope he's at least comfortable tonight.

My former boss had a similar multi-contact fall in the shower. Knocked several teeth out and broke a collarbone, in addition to scrapes and bruises all over. Apparently, it is hard not to bang up just about everything in falls like that.

Yikes, 'Suela! I'm glad it wasn't worse, but that sounds pretty miserable. I hope you can find someone to fix his jaw soon -- that's unbelievable.

And I concur with those who have had a shitty day today. I've been feeling gross all day, and finally came home around 1, hoping to sleep off the ick in time for the concert M and I were planning to go to tonight (Neutral Milk Hotel). Instead I woke up on the couch at 4 feeling even worse. And it's cold and raining like hell and I have to be out of the house by 7am tomorrow and work until after 6, so I decided to skip the concert, but I'm pretty bummed about missing it. Plus Rose's bedtime was a major struggle, and then I made a giant mess in the kitchen, which needs to be cleaned up before I go to bed. But at least I made a pretty tasty sopa de ajo, so there's that?

Good lord, Consuela. That's nuts. I hope he gets the care he needs soon.

today is just seriously shitty.

God yes. PMS on top of micromanaging boss on top of regular february blahs makes for stabby, stabby.