Friday, I took a major spill on my bicycle. Actually, I'm told that is what happened; I remember nothing before waking up in the back of an ambulance and being taken to a hospital, where they held me overnight for observation.
How sad is it that NotFroofy and I were both giving thanks that the accident happened in Washington, DC--where the hospital would automatically recognize us as married--instead of over in the border in Virginia which has a Constitutional provision denying recognition to same-sex marriages.