"Water Balloons + Friday the 13th = ???????"

So yesterday was interesting...

The kids and I decided to have a water balloon fight in the backyard. We were having a great time until I decided to run inside, slip on our kitchen floor, and knock myself out. Charley was awesome and called 911 and I woke up to firemen and EMT's looking down at me. WHAT??? Long story short, went to the ER, had a couple of scans, and was released with pain killers and muscle relaxers.

I learned many important things yesterday. First and foremost being that I have amazing friends and family. When I called for help, I had an outpouring of people who were able and willing to help.

Second of all, there are so many hurting people in this world. As I looked around the ER, I was astonished at the amount of people coming and going who were obviously encountering some kind of pain. God help me to always remember those who struggle on a daily basis just to survive...

Third of all...NEVER EVER run on a wet tile floor. The results are not fun. I am so thankful that I didn't break anything and just ended up with some pulled muscles and a tweaked back.

Do I believe in Friday the 13th? I never have before. But I pledge now, that no matter what, I will never again play with water balloons on Friday the 13th...