A crowbar? Seriously?

I am a little concerned about His arrival home today. He will be angry when He gets here and while He is entitled I do not really know how I am going to react.

I hung up on Him today. I was laying on the basement floor, having tripped on a crowbar my son left in front of the washer and in tremendous pain and He called. I was cursing and crying and it hurt so bad. He decided this was the time to reprimand me for cursing so I hung up on Him. Then when He called back I ignored the phone.

Yes, a crowbar. Go figure.

Less then a year ago I fell and broke my leg. Bad enough that I how have plates and screws holding the damned thing together. Things are not healing well and I am in almost constant pain. Though usually a dull ache - at times it brings me to tears. I will need a second surgery this summer. So when my ankle started to twist I tried really hard to protect it and wound up hurting my back as well.

I was planning to talk to my doc about scheduling the surgery on Monday when I bring my son in to have his back checked. Now I am wondering if I am going to wind up seeing him sooner anyway.

I think I should get a pass for the hang up.