Since it was the last night before my brother was returning to his home in Greenbelt, Maryland, I invited him and my mom over to our house to join Paul and I for dinner.
When it was about time for him to arrive, I got a text asking for help when Mom arrived, because she had fallen on her way to the car at her house, and may need a little help.
Paul kept a lookout for Mom and Bill to arrive, and helped Mom into the house.
Mom made a bee line to the bathroom, because she had a bloody nose.
When she came out of the bathroom, it was obvious she had hit her face pretty hard on, we are assuming, the snow in her yard. The force of the fall smashed her glasses into her face, causing quite a bit of bruising and swelling.
But, other than her face getting discolored and a bit swollen, a little scratch on her shoulder, and a swollen thumb, she was alright.
She was talkative, and immediately started putting ice on her face to relieve the swelling.
One thing that we discovered after Mom arrived was she had lost a lens in her glasses. So Bill grabbed a flashlight, and went back to Mom's house to find the lens. He was successful.
But as he was at Mom's house, the snow started falling, and he felt it was better to get Mom home ASAP before the sidewalks started getting slippery.
So we packed up the four dishes that contained our meals, and transported them over to Mom's house, and had a lovely meal of vegetarian stuffed peppers, corn bread, apple, beet and carrot slaw, and fruit salad.
Mom was amazing how she handled this whole ordeal, and it was a blessing that she not hurt badly.