More Broken Bones

It appears to be our year for broken bones. I hurt my ankle and thought it would be a good idea to walk around on it for a few days and hope it would get better. Turns out it's not a good idea to walk around on broken bones. After three days my entire leg, ankle, and foot were swollen to twice the normal size. I found out today that I have a broken ankle and I'm supposed to stay off of it, use crutches, and see an orthopedist. I really thought the doctor was kidding about the crutches. He'd obviously never been 32 weeks pregnant and tried to get around on crutches! Just when I was thinking this pregnancy couldn't get any longer or more painful, I added a little more excitement to it. I'm stuck on the coach with a broken ankle in the middle of summer vacation. I'll spare you the details of how I broke my ankle, but let's just say there must be quite a lot of truth to the clumsiness and balance problems that are said to accompany pregnancy.

I told a friend I'd post some pictures of my foot and cast to match up to the ones I had posted of Carter's broken leg a few months ago. Carter does think it's really great that I have a cast like him now (and like Grandpa) and Emily is coveting my crutches to the point that I think she is trying to think of a way to break her own ankle.

Here's my huge, swollen leg and foot. Pretty, huh?