Justin was trying to make his way out the door this morning with is favorite tractor, plane and car in hand and I was trying to help him down the step - which I have done a thousand times before. He caught his foot or something and tumbled head first on to the cement and I came tumbling after him - hearing my ankle pop in the process.
Dave is out of town for work and I was sitting there trying to calm Justin down and wanting to scream cause my ankle hurt so bad. I'm thinking- oh my god - who can I call to help me- I can't even stand up. I immediately dialed Darcie and she picked up the phone and headed our direction. So thankful she was able to help us out! She got me on ice- got Justin in the car - we dropped her daughter off at home with Marc and she drove Justin to daycare and got him situated and then took me to the ER. I owe her big time!
The verdict is - a small fracture. I probably get to wear a boot for 6 weeks. Lucky me.
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