So last night started off great! We were at the wedding of Bec and Olly, it was beautiful, the wine was flowing, the food was delcious.?
Everyone was having a blast, until the time came to catch the bouquet. I kicked my heels off, you know, to prevent any injuries!! Kimbo and I had a strategy- we were going to pretend to fight it out. Well, turns out that it was thrown way over my head and I could tell there was NO way I’d even be close to catching it. But for some reason, I still managed to completely fall flat on my ass. Not sure how it even happened. I don’t even remember jumping, but clearly I did SOMETHING to cause me to eat shit. IMMEDIATELY I was in pain. LOTS of pain. I couldn’t stand up, I was halfway laughing and halfway fighting back tears. Someone helped me up- I don’t even know who (thanks whoever you are) and I just remember saying “I can’t walk, I can’t walk, I can’t walk…” Soon I was on a chair with people crowded around and ice on my foot. It swelled up REALLY quickly, it looked like there was a golf ball in my ankle.
After I threw up (I think the combo of pain and alcohol does that to you), I was wheeled out and taken to the emergency room. Thanks so much to Rob and Monica for driving Andrew and I there. The X-ray department was closed so I just got some pain meds and was given a referral to come back in the morning.
This morning I woke up and the huge golfball on my ankle was gone, but my whole foot had swollen up…
Sooo… we spent about 4 hours at the hospital today and eventually got the diagnosis. The ankle is just sprained, but my foot is broken! First broken bone ever! I’ve got a temporary cast on until next week. Then I have to go see an orthopedic surgeon to see if it looks like it’s healing. If it is, then I’ll get a permanent cast put on- but if it’s not healing right, I may need surgery.
I feel pretty crap. This cast is really heavy. I’m not comfortable. I have no energy to write a creative blog, so I’m just stating the facts.
Congrats to Bec and Olly!