Snap, Crack, Pop

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Today looked nothing like I planned and puts a real spin on the way I have always interpreted Proverb 16:9, “The mind of man plans his way but The Lord directs his steps.”

I got the kids off to school and came home to do a little cooking for the week. I did some laundry, worked on my to-do list for the week and then headed upstairs to go through a huge stack of off season clothes that needed to finally be separated and stored. I heard the door open and knew KB had arrived home from school. She and I chatted as I walked down the stairs to meet her. Silly me wasn’t paying close enough attention and thought I was at the bottom step. . . I wasn’t. I missed the step, turned my ankle and stepped down onto it. I heard a snap and screamed to KB as I fell, “GO GET MS. REGAN!! GO STOP REGAN!!!”

Regan hadn’t pulled out from dropping KB off but was talking to her husband in Afghanistan. I alternated between watching her chat on the phone and watching my ankle swell up to the size of a grapefruit. Once she got inside she gasped and then set to work. . . frozen peas for my ankle, the iPad to get a phone number, my cell phone so I could call Honey. KB went and got her blanket for me to hold. Within 15 minutes we were in the car headed to a newly opened Urgent Care that has an xray machine on site. . . much better than an emergency room filled with people fighting ebola.

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There was a wheelchair waiting for me at the curb and they wheeled me straight in to have xrays – I didn’t even have to get out of the wheelchair for the pictures. Turns out it is broken and I am in a boot.

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I don’t know how long I will have to wear it and all those fun and helpful details. I am waiting to hear when my appointment is with the orthopedic surgeon and all that will be more clear. For now I am laid out on the couch and letting Honey baby me a bit. (that’s what we call a silver lining)

Prayers are welcome. Sympathy is accepted. Grace is necessary.

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9 Responses to Snap, Crack, Pop

  1. oh sweet Becky…I am SOOO sorry. I will keep you in my prayers. May God give you relief from pain and a quick healing.

  2. amy s. says:

    miserable. it is sheer misery. so so sorry, friend.

  3. Debbie says:

    Oh NO!! I am so sorry, but so glad you got help so quickly! I will be praying for a quick healing!

  4. Oh my! So sorry to hear that! As you as you mentioned the “crack” part…I kind of figured this was where you were headed…! Enjoy the silver lining. :>)

  5. Adelaide Williams says:

    Oh, no! That hurts! Hopefully, you’ll heal quickly and be running up and down the stairs quicker than expected. Let the kiddo’s be your waiter/waitress!

  6. Alisha says:

    So sorry to hear that. But it true Becky style, it has to be documented. There is something to say about us older people who like to break our bones…………..
    Don’t push yourself.

  7. mrs. barron says:

    Oh, girl! Praying steadfastly. Ouch! I am so sorry for the accident. Oh, my!

  8. Amanda Skinner says:

    I injured my foot/ankle like that in high school …not fun! Hope it heals quickly!

  9. Melanie Z says:

    That is crazy…b/c 2 days ago a friend of mine did the same thing! Only she broke one ankle and “severely sprained” the other. The dr. told her to stay off her feet for at least 2 weeks. She has a 1st grader, a 3-year-old and 2-year-old twins. So I guess it could be worse, right?! 😉 Thankfully, her mom lives about 30 minutes away and is coming to help every day. I can’t believe I have two friends who missed the bottom step within a day of each other and ended up with a broken ankle. These are the times I’m glad we have a ranch floor plan! Hope you’re back up on your feet again soon.

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