Then, we wanted to take some pictures of all of us sticking our heads out from behind trees. On this one tree, there were these wart-like things, or knobs, that you could climb up and hold on to. So Kate and I climbed up and Becca was getting ready to push the timer button when all of a sudden, I started slipping. I was trying to jump backwards off the tree so I could land on the ground, and some of my roommates were trying to hold me up so I wouldn't fall. Then, as I slid down, my foot slid down and hit all the knobs sticking out of the tree, and then landed kind of sideways on the stump. I thought that it was only going to bruise. I couldn't stand up right away, it hurt so bad. When I realized that I couldn't walk at all, the Heidi's carried me to the car.
When we got home a few minutes later, Becca wouldn't let me take my shoe off but we put ice on it to try to keep the swelling down.
I really thought that it was only going to bruise. But as the night went on, and I realized that I couldn't walk on it without it hurting really bad, I knew that I was going to need crutches the next day. I asked some friends if they could run them by (poor guys - it was about 1:30 or 2 in the morning). The swelling was about the size of a tennis ball. And it was starting to bruise. I was really worried because Kate and I were supposed to go to California on Tuesday afternoon and I wanted to be able to walk on it so we could go to the redwoods, the beach, and San Francisco.
I didn't end up going to bed until like 3:30 or so. Becca and Heidi thought that I needed to go to the hospital or something so Becca and I decided that she was going to take me to the BYU Health Center the next morning at 8 so that I would be sure to get in early enough to not have to wait around a whole lot.
Anyways - here's what happened at the doctor. We walked in and the lady at the front desk gave me a wheelchair (thank goodness!) and she wheeled me back to the urgent care unit. I got in right away and the doctor came in and said that he hoped he could remember how to be a doctor because it had been a while. That wasn't really what I wanted to hear right before I was getting my foot looked at. I thought/hoped he was joking, but I wasn't exactly 100% sure.
He started asking me how this whole thing happened. And let me tell you, it's pretty embarrassing when you have to tell people over and over that you fell out of a tree. Seriously, who does that?! It happens to 4-year olds (as Brooke so graciously reminded me) but it doesn't happen to 20 year olds. Haha.After he finished asking all the questions and filled out all the paper work, he started feeling all around my foot to see where it hurt. When he got to one part and I flinched, he stopped and said, "Yep, that's what I was worried about."
Great, I thought... just what I want to hear right now.
So he sent me in to get some X-rays done and when he got around to looking at them, he said that I had a fracture. He told me that the bone right now was sitting just right, just like it should. But if I walk on it too much, or put too much pressure on it, it could snap really easily.So he gave me one of the big boot casts, you know, those giant black ones that make it so you can't move any part of your leg. I still can't walk on it. They told me to use crutches as long as I couldn't put any pressure on it. As the days go on, if I can put pressure on it, I should to try to get off the crutches but if it hurts, then I shouldn't try too hard. It still hurts really bad and I can't walk on it. Going up and down the stairs is really entertaining. I've fallen twice and the people I was with just laughed at me (haha - thanks guys for the sympathy...)Even without crutches and a giant boot, I am not a graceful person. Take away one of my legs, and everyone around me is in for a treat.
I am getting quite good at the balancing act on the crutches
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