….ankle!<\/p>\n
Yup. but fortunately, I still hold the title of the only one in our famiy to have *NOT* broken a bone. Yet. Heh.<\/p>\n
Last night I stepped over something that I’d repeatedly told the kids to put away, only to step ON a can of greenbeans laying on it’s side that I’d repeatedly told the kids to put away as well, and WHOOSH left foot went out from under me, gravity took hold, and all of my bad an’ big assed self landed on my right ankle with a *LOVELY* popping noise and a WHOLE buncha pain.<\/p>\n
I laid there and cursed and cursed and laid there and cursed and then inched my way up to do what I was going to do in the first place – turn off the stove, cuz dinner was done.<\/p>\n
So – It swelled and hurt and I iced and elevated and it hurt and I whimpered a bit and it hurt and I couldn’t sleep until about 4 minutes before the phone rang with Nana Moosie calling so i could wake up the pup to go to church with her, and of course they checked on the ankle.<\/p>\n
Then Nana Moosie picked up the pup and Papa Moosie checked out the ankle and I decided I’d better have it looked at just in case, because helLO I have to drive to Knik (wtfeverthatis – ok, it’s in eagle river somewhere, but yes anyway) on Tuesday for allstars and I kinda need my right foot to do that and if I can’t then Papa Moosie might have to and the girl was already feeling all guilty and worried cuz of the whole not picking up the can thing and….<\/p>\n
So off to the ER we went, where we entertained the nurses with our normal banter, and the doctor thought I was my mother (How ya doing, B? fine, but I’m not B…) and I got happy drugs and they took xrays and it’s a bad sprain with torn ligaments BUT if I don’t take happy drugs on Tuesday I can still make the trip to Allstars so HURRAY!<\/p>\n
And I think I typed that whole thing in one breath just like I woulda said it cuz the happy drugs are all nicely kicked in and I haven’t slept and so now! now I am going to lay down and put my foot up and pretend to watch tv while really taking a nap.<\/p>\n
Good times. Heh.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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