Sooooooo… on Sunday I was going down to the basement to mend the drier. I’d done a bit of research & worked out the coil had broken (probably because we have never cleaned out the pipe at the back which is so bad ~ that’s such an easy way to cause a fire). Clean your dryer pipes peeps!

The new coil had arrived ~ so armed with a drill gun & my laptop to watch YouTube guy show me step by step how to replace it I made it down almost all the steps… then I missed one & landed on my ankle.

Yes it hurt but not that bad… (I do have a high tolerance for pain). I landed up against the door so Flynn couldn’t get out to help me.

I felt like I should just keep still & then I felt really sick & really cold. Flynn made it around & I asked him to call Mike.

Mike carried me to the couch downstairs & had to go finish what he was in the middle of.

Nothing I did made me comfortable & I started to think this is more than a roll :(

I got myself back up the basement steps on my butt…. & as soon as Mike got back we went to hospital.

There were no wheelchairs, we waited about 15 minutes for one & then I said just let me hold onto your shoulders & I’ll hop. It too ages to make it across one paver. Then all of a sudden 2 wheelchairs arrived thank god because it would have taken about week to get in.

Then all the usual stuff happened & I went to X-ray. Now I don’t know why I bother doing this but it’s like I can’t help myself. I asked the technician if he could see anything? & of course I get the… you’ll have to wait for the Dr to review blah blah blah. But what made me think this wasn’t just a sprain was he said wait let me help you, don’t put any weight on your foot, keep it off the ground, go slow.

The dr appeared & told me my ankle was broken… I helped hold on this fiberglass splint that dryed rock hard, it’s amazing stuff!! He told me I would need to see an orthopedic dr in the next day.

I was wheeled out to Mike clutching my crutches.

I got to see my dr the next day & he told me it wouldn’t mend properly without surgery :( I’d broken my fibula… did I hear it snap? Surgery Wednesday, everything was happening really fast, COVID test, prescription filled.

Surgery went well ~ but reality was sinking in… no weight on it for 6 weeks or driving… How many times do we nearly miss something like this happening everyday… in a split second.

I’ll never take being able to get around for granted again.