The Fall of Man

Sunday I slipped in the bathroom. I lost my footing and came down hard. In the few seconds after, I had an opportunity to contemplate my mortality. While lying on the ground my first thought was I wonder how bad I'm hurt? I next realized that there was no one that knew how to call an ambulance. I knew I had hit my head hard. And that there were odd signals coming in that spoke of injury, but I just didn't know if I were hurt or not. After a few seconds Lori came in (alerted by the sound that a killer whale makes when hitting a sidewalk after being tossed from a six story building (which I'm sure most of you have heard before)). She asked if I were all right. I said I didn't know. Finally I started to try to get up. I found that nothing was too bad. My head took a smack on the side. My wrist was tender, my knees were sore. But I realized that I was more scared than hurt (although now after three days the side of my head is tender to the touch). Luckily, I need a hair cut really bad and my long beautiful locks cushioned the blow. But it has me thinking about how quickly life can change. And how odd it is that I'm old enough to have a "I've fallen and I can't get up" moment.

Ah well.

This will be short. I've been helping Emily with her math most of the evening. We have to do it together. Here was one of her problems:

Ein Satellit braucht für 7 Erdumkreisungen 10 h 11 min, Wie lange braucht er für eine Erdumkreisung?

Yes you read that right, she is figuring out orbital times for satellites. It took us about an hour and a half to do four problems. However, when we return to Utah and are camped in the La Sals and we see a satellite pass overhead, just ask Emily to figure out for you when it will be back. Just to make it hard ask her in German.