So today is my youngest daughter's 2nd birthday, and we had her party yesterday. I was exhausted from spending nearly the entire night at the emergency room with my mother, sleeping 3.5 hours, going back to the emergency room, then heading back here about an hour before the party was to start. While hanging streamers at the top of the driveway, something in the woods startled me. I turned and saw something large, probably a bear or a deer, but anyway, it startled me and I ran down the hillside toward my driveway, which is also a steep hill. The hillside kinda dropped off and I either had to jump or fall flat on my face, so I jumped, giving myself a severe case of road rash and a sprain somewhere in my left leg. Now my fiance picks on me, because I have such a love for the show "Finding Bigfoot", that it must have been Sasquatch who scared me in order for me to feel compelled to run down the cliff of a hillside that lines our driveway...probably won't do that one again. Thank God for the ice packs and painkillers! Were I not sleep deprived, I don't think I would have done this... I can tell you next time I want to go cliff diving, it won't be off the side of my driveway :)
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