My lovely weekend!

So Saturday night we went to a Real game with my sister and her husband. It was a good game even though neither team scored. The real fun happened after the game. We parked at the Wells Fargo parking lot on 300 South in between Main and State. We had taken Trax down to the game so we only had to walk half a block from Main St to the parking lot. Somehow I didn’t see the end of the sidewalk where the curb was and when I took my next step my ankle turned and something cracked. I was bawling and Lyle had to carry me back to the car. He insisted that we go to the hospital. All of this was at like 10 pm. By the time we decided what we were doing and actually got to the hospital it was 11 pm and by the time we were done at the hospital, it was midnight. It’s not broken but I sure did something to a ligament or a tendon or something that is in my ankle. I decided to show everyone how proud I am of my gigantic bruise that goes all the way from the middle of the top of my foot to the sole on the right side, all the way from my toes to my heel. It’s much worse in real life! The pictures don’t even do it justice! I’ve been on crutches for the last 2 days but I think I can start putting weight on it possibly tomorrow. It makes work really difficult so I can’t wait to be back to normal!

My foot is so fat!

My heel is a really gross purple.