My mom fell down and broke her crown a couple weeks ago. She slipped on black ice, cutting her head just above the eyebrow and chipping the ball of her shoulder. I haven’t wanted to discuss it here because we were still learning just what she was dealing with, injury-wise, but yesterday she had shoulder surgery and the surgeon was ecstatic with the results — she said it went as well as it could go.
I am SO relieved! Go Shell Go!!
(Picture, stolen from Facebook, was taken last spring. Shelley’s wearing the sari my parents bought me on Devon Ave. in Chicago in 2001 or 2002. Somehow I’ve never worn it. Who dates an Indian man for 4+ years and never has an occasion to wear a sari??)