About Once a Year

I sprain an ankle. Last year it happened a few weeks before the wedding, so I guess it was due. We went to my parents for dinner last night (where, I might add someone finally put up a picture of me and Justin), and after eating my sister and I were going to come over here to my house to get her some antacid and the perfume I got for her for her birthday. Stepping out the front door, which has a small step down to the ground, I'm not sure what happened but when I put my foot down my right ankle just sort of crumpled up. Luckily there were a whole handful of people around with several different levels of medical training to give me ice and radio for an ambulance and keep me from hyperventilating. This is the worst sprain I've ever had. It feels sort of like nothing is holding my foot on except skin and that it's just sort of flopping around down there. I'm in an ace bandage and an aircast for extra stability and D'Liesa is bringing me some crutches later today. I don't usually ask for pain meds, and I didn't last night either, but when I got out of Xray they had sent Justin to the pharmacy so I've got two different pain killers, both of which make me drowsy. I slept amazingly well last night. They think I might have a hairline fracture but I'll have to go for another xray when the swelling goes down later this week... I'll let you know.