I may be Missing In Action for a while. My 40 something self, while on a search for a missing cat had an encounter with a steep hill and some slippery shoes. The result being a broken ankle and torn ligament. I'm now the happy owner of 7 titanium screws and plate in my ankle. Thankfully though we found the cat, Spuds sister, Mrs Pickles hiding under a car. She came out to check on me after my fall. Luckily my screaming didn't scare her away.
Take care and keep crafting!
P.S. Ok, so I lied, there is NOthing happy about having screws in your ankle. Broken bones hurt like the devil. Lying in bed for two weeks may sound like fun, but not when the pain is so bad you can't even manage a tiny bit of knitting.