Hi Everyone, and Merry Christmas!!!
Please forgive me for being a little late to the party on this one, but I have a good excuse.
I left Saturday the 22nd to head to my grandparents house in Ypsilanti, where my parents were already waiting my arrival. We had the family all together on Sunday and had a wonderful meal, and I took the annual family picture.

We were down by a few people this year, but it was still a good turnout. That night I got to go to Victorious Life and participate in their Candlelight Service. Afterwards, they put on a live Nativity outside. It was really nice, but it was freezing and windy out!!!
Christmas Eve...I had a big day planned. I spent all morning getting my gifts wrapped up and ready to go before I was to leave to do all my visiting. Around 2:00 or so I was finally ready to leave. I was going to go to Dearborn to see Brendan the godson first. I put my new camera in the pocket of my faithful brown hoodie, picked up my computer bag along with the small bad that had some gifts in it and then.......
A bit of tragedy struck.
As I went to walk away, my right leg decided to come apart at the knee, which caused me to fall into a bookshelf, then land on a footstool which bounced me onto the floor. The bags went the other way. When I landed, I managed to reach down while screaming bloody murder and feel my leg, and found that my lower leg bone was about three or four inches out from where it needed to be, and my knee cap was sticking out. Somehow I managed to shove my leg bone back into place and slap the knee cap back down. About the time this all happened, my 70-something grandma was coming inside, and heard me screaming. I was down in the basement when this happened. Grandma has a bad hip and requires the use of an automated chair lift that is attached to the stairs to get up and down. As soon as I heard her yell down to me, I don't think more than five seconds passed till she was there at my side. The chair was never touched. Neither one of us know how she got down there so fast!!!
Believe it or not, I somehow managed to later drag myself up and into the Oldsmobile, and made it to Dearborn. I had to have Doug and Tracy help me out of the car, but I did it. The only way I could drive that night was to position my foot on the gas pedal and use the power seat adjuster to push me into the pedal to go faster and then back to slow down and use my left foot to brake. By the time I got back to Ypsi, I had to be practically lifted out of the car.
We all went home the next afternoon. My uncle Brian drove me half way, and then my mom took over for the rest.
I haven't been outside since. I can't work, and having to be waited on constantly is driving me crazy!!! I went to the doctor, and he said their is nothing broken, but I might have some torn ligaments. I won't know more till sometime next week I guess. I still can't put any weight on that leg, or straighten it out, because I can feel the knee cap trying to give each time, not fun
So if you all could remember me in prayer, I'd greatly appreciate it!!!
In closing, I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas. All things considered, mine wasn't too bad. It's definitely one I won't be forgetting any time soon....
Love Always,
-Richard.
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