Last night I went over to Michelle's house to go rollerblading with her dog.  We barely get down the road to this light to cross the street and I start going with Ginger.  I started going even though the light said not to walk,.... thats because I was paying attention to the lights and I knew that we now had the right away.  

I hear Michelle say... wait wait... dont go yet.  Then I hear a smack on the ground.  Then I hear some 17 year olds laughing...  I look back and Michelle is on the ground.

"No Biggie" I think and stop and wonder why she is not getting up.  "Dave... I am really hurt".  She can barely even get up and I in turn fall backward on my ass.

She really fell on her arm really hard.

We start going back to her house and she began to feel dizzy and had to sit down.  Started going again... she felt dizzy some more.

So I just cruise back to the house to get my car and to pick her and ginger up in my car.  As I pull up, Ginger runs toward me and damn near pulls her broken arm off.

After getting back to the house she sluffed it off just thinking that it was a sore tendon from the fall.  So we watched "Babel" and then called it a night and left for Clarkston.

She in turn went to bed and last night at about 3 AM checked herself into a hospital because it got really bad and she couldnt even move her hand and arm.  The docs couldnt believe how long she waited to go to the hospital.

Michelle... you are a fucking klutz.  Always follow the person paying attention and dont be a worry wort about your dog or anything.  

And always pay attention to your surroundings.

And finally... always remember what side the break is on your rollerblades.