My son was released from Residential Treatment Center (RTC) yesterday. I had a job interview on the way home from picking him up. We got home and I tripped when my sandal caught on something. I sat out in the drivw way for about an hour until the fire dept. came and then the ambulance. My son was totally freaking out wich always starts him on saying the most ridiculous thimgs. He got mad because I did not want him to help me off the ground. The neighbors come out full force just adding to yhe circus. My upper arm is broken cant drive, cant sleep, write,cook,dress.......I can type with my left hand slowly. My ride to enroll my kid back in school just canceled. So much for counting on family. Oh, and they called to offer me the job. I had to turn it down. I will have surgery on thursday and have no one to take care of my kid. I want to cry but that will make my arm hurt worse.