Finish the story begins with: “Are you laughing at me?“
There she was, my mother, still with humour while smelling the orchids I gave her.
“Yes, Mom, it was funny. For the sake of vanity, you broke your wrist.” And we laughed again.
I have just arrived three hours ago from Germany. I was looking forward to this holiday. Everything was planned and booked. The manicurist arrived and we were going to have our nails painted. My Mom went to her room, looking for her favourite nail polish. It was on top of her wardrobe, so she climbed on the chair to get it.
We heard her shout and found her slumped on the floor. We took her to the hospital, they x-rayed her left wrist and found that it was broken into pieces. They have re-aligned it and put a fibre glass cast. So, the first two days of my holiday were spent in the hospital. We laughed together.