Guaranteed to not break, will not break… it sprained
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This all started last Friday.
After enjoying a barbecue with some of TLEMK’s friends, we headed over to her parents’ house to greet the family for brother Lou’s college graduation. V drove because I was not up for it. Unfortunately, her car has automatic lights, and mine do not shut off at will. So when we went back to get in the car to head home at about 11:30 that evening, the car was dead. We got it jumped, but since then my battery felt like it was going to die every time I started the car.
So yesterday, I headed over to Sears to get the battery replaced. The guy told me it would take about 40 minutes to get done, so I decided to go pick up dinner for me and TLEMK. I walked from the Sears through the mall lot, across North Ave., and down about a block and a half to the Jimmy John’s. It was a beautiful night; the flowers were blooming, the temperature was just right, and I was enjoying my free time. On my way back from picking up the sandwiches, I jogged across North Ave. so that I could make it with the crosswalk signs. I should have known better than to run, because I never saw the pothole, and just like that I’m in the middle of six lanes of traffic, sandwiches and glasses askew, and in incredible amounts of panic/pain. I get up quickly, and limp across the street. I still have approximately three blocks to go between the mall parking lot and getting to the other side of the mall to Sears. However, I was able to hobble over there, muttering and trying not to cry the entire time. It really hurt, and it felt like my ankle had blown up. Thank goodness for adrenaline. I took a look at my leg once I made it back to the Sears waiting room. Not good news folks. Be sure to check out the pics above to see the blood and guts. Or just misshapen ankles.
Needless to say, I didn’t sleep very well, but TLEMK was an absolute angel. I got up at three this morning, after deciding that there was no way I was going to teach with this kind of pain, so I wrote out sub plans, and drove up to Arlington Heights to leave plans. I was done by seven, back at home by 8. Folks, I don’t get sick or injured very often. A unfortunate consequence of this is that I have no idea how to deal with insurance. Thankfully, I managed to get a doctor’s appt., and snuck into the radiology lab to check to see if I had a fracture. No fracture, just very painful swelling. And now Walgreens is messing up my prescription. At least I now have crutches and a brace ( I was hopping everywhere, on discovering that I could not put weight on my foot this morning. Very jiggly, very bad image)
The lesson? God doesn’t want me to run.
