What’s going on at your house today?
Right now, I’m listening to my 9-month-old grandson fuss (mumm, mumm, waaah…) – he’s probably waiting for his momma to get him a bottle. 326 more words
This week has not been without disaster; I recovered from my cold and seemingly immediately sprained my ankle, I burned myself on the oven to avoid dropping a tray, I was too late to get Unknown Mortal Orchestra tickets, the sprained ankle has in turn caused my hip to play up, I’ve had a new starter in my team at work for whom nothing was ready for (but was nothing to do with me), I got sunburned THROUGH TIGHTS and I’ve managed to massage a bruise of gargantuan proportion into the back of my own leg. 385 more words
If playing sports will be part of your spring – whether on a team, tennis court or tossing a Frisbee around the local park – sprains and strains can result. 412 more words