So this happened on the weekend. I had just returned home from dropping a child off at a friend's house Friday evening and decided to let the dogs wander the yard to do their evening business. I was following Leo down the lane in the dark and slipped on some ice. I went from vertical to horizontal in a matter of a blink. It wouldn't have been so bad had I not been carrying a shovel in my hand used for cleaning up after the dogs. It just reinforced my, hand hitting the asphalt. On the other hand (no pun intended! Hehehe!), it could have been a LOT worse. I fractured the fifth metacarpal. Good thing I am left-handed! And woo-hoo, no dishes for this Momma for five to six weeks!!