Fractured Ankle
Sorry to be so long in posting again, but I have a good excuse. After arriving home from the Christmas Eve candlelight service, I was turning from the bathroom sink and the traction on my right Dansko Professional Stapled clog (that I blogged and bragged about when I got them last year) was so good that that foot didn't turn with the rest of me. Now this all happened in the blink of an eye, but this is what I think happened. When my brain realized that the foot hadn't turned to the left with the rest of the body (because of the pain it caused!), the body snapped back around to the right and the right ankle rolled to the outside and I went down, trying in vain to catch myself on the sink vanity. I heard or felt a snap that I hoped was the outside ankle bone/bump hitting the floor. On the way down I believe I started cussing like a sailor. I tend to do that in certain situations. I thought I was alone in the house, but my Dear Nephew had come in from somewhere and was right...