Hello, my name is Jen, I'm 25 years old and I scream, cry, laugh, curse and fall out of the bed in my sleep! A few nights ago I was just about to fall peacefully sound asleep when I had one of those weird dreams right before drifting off that a cockroach was on me. SICK!!! So of course, I jumped in my sleep and fell out of my bed that is raised pretty high above the ground and landed on my broken wrist! Yes, that would be the one I'm not suppose to lift anything with or put any pressure on for 4-6 more weeks to make sure it heals. Keep in mind I have no cast or protection whatsoever. I've never craughed (cried and laughed) so hard before in my life. It hurt like no other but was absolutely hilarious lying on the floor hearing Andy jump out of bed panicked as he heard a very large crash against our oscillation fan and me hitting the floor yelling in pain. To say the least I went to work the next day with a huge, sore, swollen hand that they made me get x-rays on in fear I got another fracture opposite of the one still trying to heal. Luckily so far so good. Hmm how would it sound to the surgeon, "yea so I fell out of my bed and looks like I'm going to need another surgery"...RETARD! Seriously, what in the hell is wrong with me, am I really still 5 years old? At least this time Andy didn't have to shake me to death before I made a bee-line out the front door screaming in my sleep since the impact woke me up, but that's a whole other story. Needless to say, we are purchasing guard rails for the bed this weekend and I will now be wearing protective gear while sleeping...ONLY ME!
Andy is working as a Physical Therapist and I'm working as a Physican Assistant. Needless to say we have some pretty interesting conversations at the dinner table! We welcomed our sweet baby boy, Drew on October 20, 2011. We are excited for this next chapter in our lives and all the adventure it holds!