Dear Hospital...

I really appreciate your hospitality and the caring place you are. We have seen each other a lot lately and after much thought I have decided that it may be best for us to go our separate ways. While you have been there for us in our time of need, I'm thinking we need some time a part.

Best regards,
Cali

Josh crashed on his Mountain bike this last week and ended up in the ER with a broken collar bone, bruises and "road rash" everywhere on his right side and a torn MCL in his knee, which is now as big as both of my thighs! But the good news is- his bike is ok... Really that's all that matters according to him. His Boss confirmed that Josh is now a true biker because all real bikers break their collar bone at LEAST once.

When Josh first called me from somewhere in the mountains to let me know that he had crashed and wasn't sure if he could make it back down the mountain my first couple thoughts were, How am I going to find him in the mountains, if I do find him- how in the world am I supposed to get big ol Josh down the mountain, and Man- what more could happen this year.

Luckily some neighbor boys came with me and kept me calm on the long ride to find Josh, an extremely nice couple found Josh, packed up his bike, got him in their truck and took him to the Hospital. My neighbor boys then drove our car back home and I got Josh's truck, the nice couple waited at the hospital for me to make sure I was ok and then My Dad met me at the hospital to be with me while Josh was getting poked and prodded, x-rayed, and drugged up.

When I showed up at work the next day, my friends had said what bad luck we have. But then she said to me, "Really though, you are actually super lucky...You are both still alive."

On a happier note- Alex is super excited that now him and Josh are "twins".