What a night folks! Last night we went over to the garden at Drew's parents' place to hook up some hoses and run the water. Afterwards we spent some time talking to Ma and then decided to go. As we were leaving I stepped off the porch and fell into the grass. The porch is a 3-4 inch think cement slab. My foot slipped off the side and I ROLLED MY ANKLE! Yes I did. So, I commenced with the crying and almost passing out at the pain while Ma and Drew gently loaded me into the truck, gave me some ibuprofen, and a bag of ice. Then, we had to drive the 25 miles or so to the nearest hospital.
Once at the ER, everyone and their brother was there. Some guy needed stitches. There was a kid that had gotten hit in the jaw with a baseball. (OUCH!) Another guy...I don't know his deal and then me. They took X Rays and determined that it is a bad sprain. Bad enough that the doc air casted it, gave me crutches, and sent me home.
It was 9:45pm when I was sent home and...oh...we hadn't eaten yet! So, we got salads at McDonald's, went home, ate, and then went to bed. (around 11:30pm) At 3:45 I woke up with excruciating pain in my ankle. I downed some ibuprofen and then back to sleep I went. As long as I stay medicated and keep things elevated, I am doing okay.
I feel like a big ol' dork though because I cried so hard when I fell. Folks, I broke my other ankle in middle school and this sprain hurt far worse than that ever did. I thought FOR SURE I had broken my ankle. Thank God I did not. After a week or so, this will all be over and I can get back to normal...or trip again and cause some other bodily harm to myself.
So, I have once again demonstrated that if you are a klutz, like me, then I am definitely your Queen.