Opps....I slipped and fell yesterday morning and in the process sprained my ankle. Won't be doing that again any time soon! Thankfully my parents and Miss Sarah were there to help me and I am very grateful to them for taking me (crying) to the ER.
Sarah took some pics, and I did too. Here is my pitiful face in the waiting room. :P
Here you have a lovely shot of my iced ankle and bags o' stuff.
Me in a better mood. Thankfully friends and family can make me laugh when I'm sad.
A close up!
My hospital bracelets.....some how they thought I was 45. That is my mother's birthday, not mine. I am 22 years old. I don't look that old, do I?
Sarah, looking sad for me. Thanks Sarah!
My mother filling out papers for me. Joey, my stepdad, had already left to go back to work.
The Box. That nurse in there hit my right leg twice and my left once (that being the injured foot) trying to wheel me in there.

















