Did I mention I broke my ankle? At my sister's reception, BEFORE drinking anything. That is true talent.
While sitting in my chair at the dinner table, somehow I managed to get the heel of my shoe tangled in my dress. The dresses were floor-length (or almost considering that I was the Amazon again).
Not realizing that my shoe was tangled in my dress, I attempted to stand up quickly and chase after a Heathen. He wasn't in trouble. I was being silly and teasing him. It didn't go well - and I ended up on the floor.
The ankle did the usual, lovely swelling and bruising. I borrowed my mother's slippers to wear home from New Jersey as none of my shoes would do.
Last night, a few of my toes were taking turns going numb. The Asst. Zookeeper said, "Get it checked." I said, "Yes, sir." (Stop snorting. I do occassionally show the man some respect. Just not often.)
I stopped between classes today to have it x-rayed. Told the doctor what happened. He said, "We'll send you for an x-ray and then we'll call you if we see anything. You don't have to wait while we read the film."
Then I showed him my ankle. He said, "You need to wait here while we have that read." Then he put me in one of these contraptions:
Did I mention I was in EBENSBURG and had to drive home in this thing! Thank heavens for light traffic.
I think when I'm all done wearing this thing, I'll sign it and give it to my sister as a belated-wedding present. :)
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