Woke up yesterday to the sounds of a very irate mom carrying on and on about how careless and stupid grandma is. Sigh. Go downstairs. See Grandma with a freaking scary swell on her forhead and hugely black eye. We’re currently watching her for signs of concussion, but I’m not sure how to tell–she usually sleeps a lot anyway, and she’s mostly been lying in bed 'cause you can’t do a lot of stuff when you’re wearing a cold compress around your eyes.
