Snap

Two fairly loud snaps and I knew instinctively I was in trouble. Instantly, I found I could not stand on my right leg and within seconds, an ugly swelling started to become very noticeable. The horrific pain that consumed me that night and next morning after we reached home from Rohnert Park was excruciating. Initially, it did not hurt quite as much and I could still hobble around. But after we reached home and I did my usual routine to get ready for bed, the hobbling triggered off an hour or more of pain you would not expect from just a sprain.

Monday morning, just hobbling to the wash basin to brush my teeth set off more than 2 hours of agony waiting for the Man to come home so he could get me to the doctor. The Half Man, albeit some cajoling was needed, was very sweet after, making the initial doctor appointment and thereafter changing it twice because of uncertainty about the Man's return from his tennis game. By then, the pain was so excruciating, I could not even bear to lay my foot down on the floor and the Man had to carry me on his back into the clinic.

Doc thought I could have broken some bones so off to take almost 10 x-rays. But first an ankle hold to stabilize and a pair of crutches so I can move around. But the crutches took some getting used to and they hurt the armpits.

Back home, the kids have been wonderful with making ice packs for me to ice the swollen ankle. So today, the ankle actually looks like it is recovering somewhat. But it is all green, very fat and there are ugly broad purplish swaths on both sides where you can tell the blood vessels had obviously been broken and were leaking blood into the leg.

Waiting for doc's call to see if I need to go back to the clinic for follow up.

And this is Ryan with his Chinese classmates on the final day of school sent by his teacher.