Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Wednesday in the park

After finishing my previous post this morning we had plans to go to the park with Sarah and Brody. Eli fell asleep in his exersaucer so I decided a nap was in need. Jed kept him while he studied and I took the girls with me.

There was a great little 1/8 of a mile walking path around the field by the playground we made a few laps and by the end of our second to last Emma started to cry that she wanted me to hold her. I told her to be tough and finish it and that I knew she could. She continued to cry and so I told her if she could finish the last stretch we would all cheer for her. Ruby was at the end and as we finished she shouted out a big cheer for Emma. Then Ruby asked that if she finished one more lap could we cheer for her at the end. I told her that most definitely we could, and with that she started off. I started to follow her and Emma came along. As we got to the end Ruby started to run to the "finish line" I wanted to be there when she came in so I picked Emma up and started to jog with her on my hip. There was a bit of mud on the path, and if you know what Eagle Mountain mud is like, you know you don't want to step in it. I made my way around it, and in what seemed like a split second, my foot went off the lip of the path and my leg went out from under me.

Emma popped out of my arms and landed on the path and I knew that I was hurt. Sarah was walking towards us with Brody and asked if I was ok and what happened. I explained and we tried to get me up. It hurt to put any pressure on my left foot. Sarah helped me bear my weight and I jumped on my other foot, but I could feel the impact in my left foot. Sarah insisted that she could carry me to the car. In any other instance I would have done it, the girl is wonder woman for Pete sake, but with her being 24 weeks pregnant and me lacking the ability to even jump that high, I asked her if she could get the kids on the car and I would meet her there. I got there eventually by crawling. It was the least painful way.

I drove home and Sarah called Jed so he would be waiting to help me out of the car. By the time we got home the area right above my ankle was the size of half a baseball. Jed helped me in and I rested on the bed and fed Eli while Jed helped the girls get some lunch. I think they both cried enough for the 3 of us. We had to keep reminding them that the best way to help me was to eat their lunch so we could go to insta care.

When we arrived they got me in pretty quick. Jed stayed in the waiting room with the kids. I was embarrassed but appreciated the offer of a wheel chair. The Dr. looked at it and then I was taken back for 3 x-rays. They told me I had fractured my fibula and that they were going to splint it and then I needed to make an appointment with a Orthopedic specialist as soon as possible.

I have been pretty ok, but I have been discouraged as I have wanted to do things. It is so amazing to me the things I take for granted that I could do for myself just this morning that I can no longer do. I am just like my mom, I don't like to sit still for to long, or I will see something that needs picking up and I want to get it. Jed assures me that as soon as they see me and figure out what needs to be done, it will be easier. I think the hardest thing for me is not being able to pick up Eli. I can follow the girls around on my crutches, but I can't transfer Eli and myself. Jed has completely stepped in and is now running the show.

We went to the orthopedic this afternoon and they said it is a clean break but it is a 1/2 inch from the bottom of the bone. So as long as I keep weight off of it and it doesn't shift than it will be able to heal itself in the walking boot. I go in next week for x-rays to make sure it hasn't shifted and then we will go from there. Like I said before, life goes on and I shall indeed be fine.


  1. oh chicka! wednesday in the park was not so much fun, eh? you are so chipper through all this, it makes me smile. When I broke my arm in college, I thought it was the end of the world! Granted, I am right handed and finals were the next week, but that doens't compare to a mother of 3. You be super woman!

  2. Eeeek! I am so sorry that your park trip ended so unpleasantly. You are a brave brave woman. May your tibia heal quickly!

  3. Oh for goodness sake! I wish I could be there to help out :P If we're looking for silver linings... it's quite a blessing that Jed is home right now to help while he's studying, right? Oh Ash I'm sorry you got hurt. Was Emma okay? What a bummer way to end what was a pretty fun moment. I bet Emma was delighted to be carried by a jogging mama :) {{{{hugs}}}}

  4. Holy crap Ashley! I am so sorry. I am thinking of you!!

  5. Wonder woman?? Really?!? I think not. It was so hard for me to watch you crawl to the car. I just wanted to help. I hope it heals super fast, and I am glad that I live close enough to lend a hand in any time of need!