It was a week ago today at about 6:30pm or so when I got a text from Zach’s daughter with a photo of her ankle in it, telling me she was going to the ER. I took one look at it and just knew it was broken.
He took one look at it and said, there is no way it’s broken. It has to be sprained. There’s too much swelling for it to be broken.
Turns out, with no happiness to Kelsey, that we were both right. She sprained one side and broke the other.
We got to have her and her little brother, Ty for the weekend. She’s in pretty good spirits, despite the fact that she is done with volleyball for the season and despite the fact that she can’t ride her horse either. She has a Viking’s purple cast with gold sprinkles in it, until Tuesday, when the orthopedic surgeon will look at new x-rays and decide if it is healing good enough to NOT need surgery.
While it might have been dreary and wet outside, inside it was sunny, happy place to be.