There was a word, a very loud word, one of the HBO ones.
I was coming in from my walk with my dog walker, and I was ALL excited from rolling in the snow and getting a treat for a good potty, and I was SO excited I just RAN through the kitchen into the dining room as fast as I could go to see Mom in her office.
And rammed my head at warp speed into Mom's bad knee in the middle of the living room as she went to refill her tea. Not just "no meniscus" bad knee, but "fell on ice on the landing in her bathrobe taking the trash out and took all the skin off of it a week ago" bad knee. The scab had finally formed completely.
"Hey we're union - no scabs around here."
Sorry Mom, trying to make a funny. I did not head butt your scab on purpose.
Mom's knee was bleeding and my head didn't feel so great for a minute but another treat from the walker made me feel ALL better.
Maybe we'll both have some ice cream tonight and the day will get better.