I fell the last time we went camping.
I don’t know how it happened. I was stepping out of the camper, and then I was going down, hard. My left foot hit the ground, my ankle rolled outward with the impact. My back hit the camper step knocking the breath out of me, and my butt hit the ground. I couldn’t move or breathe. The pain was that bad.
My husband Greg quickly jumped up to help. He got me off the ground and into a chair and put ice on my quickly swelling ankle. In shock, I sat and cried. [Read more…]