I stole the title from Mom. Yup. I'm not ashamed, either.
Last night, Kevin was at work and Monica had an away softball game, so Natalie and I decided to have the first driveway fire of 2011. I had several boxes on the back porch and planned to use them to get the fire started.
I stepped out of the back door, holding the boxes, so I couldn't see where I was stepping. I took two steps when my left foot went off the cement. My ankle broke over and I heard a loud "pop," followed by me hitting the ground. I couldn't get up.
After 5 minutes or so, I got up with Natalie's help, and stood there, wondering if it was broken. I was eventually able to put weight on it, barely. Since I could "walk," I figured it wasn't broken. By the time Kevin got home, it was swollen and bruised and hurting worse. I still didn't go to the ER, though, because I figured it wasn't broken and I don't go to the Dr.
It got worse as the night went on, and I couldn't sleep. The weight of the blanket on my foot caused too much pain to get to sleep. I figured I was pretty well screwed at that point. I managed a few hours of sleep, and when I woke up, my first thought was, "Uh oh."
I couldn't even get out of bed to go to the bathroom! Kevin got some too-big crutches from downstairs and I made it to the bathroom, and then we assessed the ankle. Yup, it was time to get some X-rays. We got the girls off to school and headed in. Kevin wouldn't let me drive, although I think I could have done fine in the truck (my car is a manual transmission...clutch=pain.)
I was at the hospital for about 2 hours, all together. She manipulated the heck out of it for X-rays and caused me to get horribly close to tears. The final word was no breaks, just a bad sprain. Fine, put on an air splint and send me on my way.
At work, I couldn't use crutches. You can't carry things and use crutches at the same time, so I had to hobble and limp along. At least I was only there 6 hours, but I could feel the splint getting tighter and tighter. I propped it up on my trash can when I was at my desk, but I couldn't avoid walking completely.
Kevin and Monica picked me up at 5 and we stopped at Applebee's to redeem a gift card. It kept hurting worse and worse. After finally getting home, we propped it up in the recliner and took off my sock. Uh oh. Maybe I did too much today. It's bruised all the way around and swollen. Yup, I think I'll be doing a lot of sitting this weekend.