I asked my husband how his day was.
 
“My mom fell and broke her elbow. She had to get seven stitches in her face.”
 
“Jeez. What happened?”
 
“She FELL.”
 
“I got that part. How did she fall? Where? And, most importantly, how many witnessed it?” Inquiring klutzes want to know.
 
“I don’t know. She fell at the bank or something.”