I've mentioned it a few times. It follows me wherever I go. Stuff just happens to me -- I don't know why, but I don't know anyone else who has this many thing go wrong.
I broke my wrist yesterday. In physical therapy! I kid you not. Tripped over my shoelaces and broke my fall with my left (dominant, of course) hand. I finished up the session and drove right to the ER. After you have enough things happen to you, you just kind of know.
Anyway, I'll have a cast for 6 weeks with possible surgery. But there is no way in HELL this is going to sideline Everest. no freaking way. So stay tuned, because the fun never stops!