(above) Me sitting next to Sally at the bottom of the playground stairs with my hands covering my face. Wondering if the golf-ball size swelling on my right ankle was real. Did I really just twist it carrying Sally down those stairs? The swelling was immediate. And huge. Happened Saturday.
Everyone's faces when they saw my injury. The scrawny lifeguard wins the award for best reaction. None were offensive but most were a little dramatic. Being in shock I didn't fully appreciate them at the time.
No break (phew!). Sprain. Crutches & air cast for a week. Then air cast maybe another week.
Bruises from crutches. Sore knees from crawling when needing a break from crutches. (K really I wouldn't post those pictures, I just want you to feel sorry for me).
My sprain pain is minimal...mostly just an inconvenience. Still swollen and sensitive. The crutches hurt worse than my injury. Kids are pretty helpful while Justin's at work...and also pretty aware that I can't enforce anything. Friends are awesome. Timing is not (moving Mon or Tues, packing ourselves). And I'm not depressed (that was mostly for sister Rachel who said my last post was too depressing :))





