Just when I thought the worst was over with having to start Physical Therapy yesterday ...

Now I won’t even be able to DRIVE myself to physical therapy…

Last night while cooking dinner (grilled burgers and sausages) I fell off the back porch step and sprained my right ankle pretty badly.  I was home alone which didn’t help and the dang phone was in the living room… and of course the dog got all sorts of excited to see me on the ground with him and I was sobbing in pain.. had to crawl into the house.. then I couldn’t get ahold of Mike because was in phone la la land.. ugh.. When I finally did get him on the phone, I think I was still in hysterics “OMGCOMEHOMENOWITHINKITSBROKEN!!@#!@&$&*^*”

So he came home and dealt with the grill and stove still being on, dealt with the dog and got me in the car.. 3 hours at the ER later and I have a fancy ankle air splint thingie and crutches.  Not awesome.

Hopefully this heals fast, I can not be on crutches for long living in a 2 story house.. Ughh.