In a repeat of the 2003 New Year's Party stunt, I may have once again broken my wrist, although there's a good chance I've just bruised the bone (not that a bruised bone is much fun). I'm a bit cut up as well from sliding down the street, but that's no big deal, and Mexican hospitals are really nice with much better (and faster) service that I'm used to north of the border. My doctor had a Canadian wife and his daughters live in Winnipeg; the hospital there has invited him to work there — “You've got to be kidding,” he told them. “I can barbeque for Christmas!”
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