Hi. So when I first met my husband about four years ago, we were only together for like six or seven weeks. and he invited me to go on a trip to Tennessee for his birthday for the week in Gattinsburg so we're like let's we'll drive down there together and um so we decided to go on a hike and I was like yeah right let's get some champagne so you know obviously drinking and going on a hike are the best options together and then also just decided to take a couple gummies and I'm like yeah are you not Wait, that's the only way to do it. Don't take gummies. And so, and then I was like, you know, I really have to pee. I'm going to go around this tree. Can you just make sure no one's going that way? And I'll just be really quick. I quickly turned around the tree. Oh, no, I didn't roll down the hill. But I quickly pulled up my pants and was trying to, like, whip around the tree to, like, look cool because I was trying to impress them still. Right. And instead, I fell over this massive tree branch in my shoulder and, like, everything just went forward. And I end up tearing my right, like, my shoulder labrum, and also my shoulder was out of pocket, out of socket. So, and I have, like, this little, like, scarf thing in my backpack that, like, somehow he was able to, like, be smart in that moment to, like, make a mini sling. But on the entire way back, because we had to walk back to his truck, I'm just crying. I'm like, oh, my God, this is the worst thing ever. and then he's like trying to lift me into his truck and then that like kind of popped my shoulder back into place. Oh, my God. Oh, geez.