Leelo just took a full header down the stairs. All the way from the top to the bottom.
It's been an hour, and he's seemed fine from the very first after the initial howling, but I think his days of playing on the top few stairs are officially over.
Iz is with her grandparents for the week. I thought this would signal a week of (relative) ease for me, but no. Therapist L had a medical emergency today, and she works both Monday shifts. Not only will Leelo need to miss Iron Gate this afternoon, but that I have to find a substitute for my Iron Gate shift since Leelo can't attend without an aide even if I am there.
Fuck. This is coming off a real zinger of a fucked up wedding/travel weekend. Fuck!