Me! We took a trip this weekend to see my youngest son and his family. Our flight arrived back in state late last night and I was hustling to baggage claim so we could hit the road for our two-hour trip home. DH had complained all weekend about his knee/leg hurting, so I didn't think anything about him being slower. He arrived at the carousel a little after I did and didn't say anything at first, but then told me I had missed his stumble- which was actually a fall -in the airport. Ya'll, I didn't see it or hear any commotion that would have alerted me to anything! He said some people helped him up. (He said the first one to help was a girl wearing a sash and he said he didn't know if she was a bride -Nashville is the bachelorette party capital- or Miss America.) Ha! I am sure it was embarrassing for him. His chief complaint was that his side hurt because he landed with his arm pinned between his side and the floor. (It must have been some fall!) I figured he was just bruised, but he sent me a message today to let me know he had an x-ray and he has a broken rib. Not only did I not see him fall or help him up, but I probably wasn't as comforting as I should have been, and now I am slightly annoyed that I have to go home and play nursemaid. (See - Wife of the Year!!). I am thankful it wasn't worse, but it is scary how his body is failing him already. He's only 65! I want him to still be healthy and active for a lot longer and it scares (and irritates) me that he might not be! I guess I'll just accept my award and head home now to see how he is doing.