Happy New Year!

My new years resolution is to have more fun. The other day I was reading Meno’s blog and she told a funny story about turning around the toilet paper rolls at her sister-in-law’s house due to a long lecture given years before on the importance of toilet paper hanging in a certain way. It was so funny. It reminded me of how much fun I used to be. Lately I haven’t really been very spontaneous or silly. These next few months are going to really need an infusion of the good old fun Marsha if we are going to make it through with our sanity.

On that note, on New Year’s day, it was incredibly beautiful here in Misawa. The sun was shining the snow had melted and I took Pixie (crazy dog) and Lily to the playground. We had a blast, but there were no kids there so we decided to walk over to one of the other playgrounds in our area to see if we could find someone fun for Lily to play with.

I cannot tell you how much fun I was having. Running down hills, laughing etc. However, I somehow put my foot down wrong and twisted my ankle. It hurt more than I can say. All I saw was a bright white light, I heard a ringing in my ears, I felt very nauseous. I tried to hobble home. The dog, who is so bad, was pulling me, Lily was running ahead, about to go into the street. I was in so much pain. I called out and asked some kids who were playing near by to help me, I asked them to run to my house and get Jeff. I sat on the ground and waited with Lily and Pixie. Jeff came and took us all home.

My ankle hurt so bad, I took some Motrin and took a nap. It wasn’t swollen so we decided not to go to the doctor. It took about 24 hours for the swelling to show up, now it is good and swollen. It only hurts when I put weight on it for any length of time. Then it starts to ache and swell even more. Jeff had to go to work today. I guess we will see how it goes. I don’t know if it is sprained, strained, or broken. I really don’t know how to tell the difference. My Air Force issued book, “Taking Care Of Yourself” which we always consult before going to the doctor, has confusing conflicting advise. It says that if I stay off the ankle I don’t have to rush to the ER, I can wait a few days and even if it is fractured it wont kill me. So we are taking the wait and see approach. Maybe it will heal itself in the next couple days? Jeff works with doctors so he is going to ask the question, about when or if we should seek help.

The hill I fell on, it was so small, the smallest incline you have ever seen. How, embarrassing, I can’t even walk a dog. If you don’t hear from me for awhile, it is because I have my foot propped up somewhere. Hopefully with my sweet children waiting on me hand and foot. No more New Year's resolutions for me!