Last night I was sitting at the kitchen table painting a little plaster Christmas village. When I stood up, my right foot managed to somehow get tangled with the chair leg or the table leg and I fell, knocking another chair over. Richard had already gone to bed, but he looked out toward the kitchen and saw me on the floor. He came and helped me up. My ankle was very tender and it got all swollen and bruised.
This morning he went to the drug store and got me an Ace bandage and a pair of crutches. I got an appointment to see my doctor at 10. Richard took me and Dad to the Doctor’s office. She poked at my ankle here (ouch!) and there (ouch!) and said the ouch on the outside of the ankle was the tendon and the ouch on the inside of the ankle was the bone. That did not make me happy.
She prescribed an X-ray and a splint. So off we went to the brand new hospital in Wesley Chapel. It is all shiny and pretty, it just opened last month. The X-ray confirmed that while the tendon on the outside of the ankle is sprained, the little bone that is just under the skin on the inside of my ankle is chipped. My doctor will call me and get me an appointment with an orthopedic surgeon. After a quick lunch at home we went to the medical supply store to get the splint. The tech said that since the bone is broken, I need a boot. So now I have the lovely orthopedic padded and velcroed boot for my owie foot. Bah, Humbug!!!!