A snapshot of right now:  I’m here, lying on my bed, bruises under my armpits from using crutches (incorrectly?). Feet up, one in a big traction boot, listening to Britney Spears sing Toxic (song of the summer, doncha know). My son is making play-doh cats in the living room with his grandma. I’m wondering how… Read More Torn Ligaments and Anti-Depressants