The one with the middle, end and epilogue (soon to be sequel?)

So last off we left our heroine bravely conquering the land of Longboarding and vanquishing the monster Clumsiness. Well it seems that our heroine experienced a setback. :( So...the day after I posted those pics, my roomies longboard betrayed me. Sad to say that it was my fault. I wore the wrong shoes (for vanity's sake) and rolled my ankle. Whilst my ankle was contorted in an unnatural position, the board decided to make a break for it and I landed on said ankle. Needless to say I was in a lot of pain. So I am sitting on the floor and my roommate and my sister are not sure whether I'm ok or not and think I'm just gonna hop right back on. I wait for the pain to disappear, when it doesn't I realize that I can't get up. By this time my faithful friend (and sister) are coming to see what's wrong (me staying on the ground clued them in). They help me up and I mange to get home, on my bum, on the board lol. I sat on the coach where my sis brought me ice and I could see the nasty scratches and swelling of both feet. (ew) I started to think that maybe it was broken because BOY did it HURT! So I told myself that I'd just endure the pain and keep it immobile till the next morning (emergency rooms are expensive and it was midnight). Well that worked for about 30 minutes until it cranked up a notch and I couldn't keep from crying. I called my best friend to drive me to the e-room and she (like the wonderful person she is) agreed. Said she'd leave in like 10-15 minutes so I called my mom and asked her advice. She told me to hold off and go to the university for the x-ray (MUCH cheaper). So since it had only been a few minutes my sis called the best friend to say thanks but she can go back to sleep. Best friend was mad...but then not. :) Didn't I say she rocked?! So, the pain subsides but later gets really bad, e-room here we come. MY sis drove me (why didn't she drive to begin with? loooong story) and I was getting freaked out because I couldn't move my right foot at all. So we park and sis goes to get a wheelchair for me, meanwhile I'm on the phone with a friend who turned out to not be so concerned :P and not so much a friend (caca boy). So she comes back with the wheelchair and a very VERY cute hospital dude! lol So hospital dude rolls me in and around the hospital. I get x-rayed (not broken yay!!!) and then comes the worst part! I return to the room ive been waiting in and see crackers, soda and vicadin on a tray. I'm a bit wary (I'd never taken vicadin) so I sit on the bed and the nurse enters. She tells me she wants me fortified and to take the vicadin and eat my crackers. (by this point I'm rather apprehensive) She says that it's time to clean my cuts (*whimper*) so she and hospital dude (which btw I wasn't feeling the most confident with this cute guy cleaning my scraped up feet :P) begin rubbing the asphalt outta my injuries. And OMG it hurt so flippin' bad!!! I began laughing (because it's either laugh or cry) and they both look at me like I'm wierd lol. So then I get a lesson on my crutches (yes crutches) and hop on out.

So....I've been on crutches for the past week or so and left them behind on Wednesday. I'm walking on my own 2 feet and waiting for those cuts to heal. :P