
After months of keeping up with the lives of my friends via their amazing blogs with the accompanying gnawing feeling of guilt in the back of my mind because I've been less than dedicated, I have finally recommitted myself. I broke my ankle Sunday May 17th. It was traumatic and completely unexpected, although in retrospect I am certainly not surprised that it happened. I had called a friend of mine and while I was on the phone, my dog started whining to go out. I was in my bathrobe and I was barefoot. I clipped the leash on and, with the phone still attached to my ear, I went down the steps and into the back yard so McKinley could do his "buisness". For the next few minutes I was talking on the phone and then my dog, a mutt - half lab/half pit-bull, must've seen something in the greenbelt behind our house. There have been Moose and babies back there and so I'm hoping it was something cool like that, but he can come unglued at runners on the trail. At any rate, he bolted and I tried to pull him back. I slipped on the grass and broke my ankle. The phone flew to the ground and my friend Erin had to listen to me scream bloody murder. The neighbor heard me and he happened to be graduating from medical school the following week. Angel called our dear friends, the Lehman's and they rushed over. I kept whining to Angel that I was pretty sure it was broken, but the moment he looked at it, there wasn't any doubt. Surgery, 9 screws, and a plate later and I am wondering where my Alaskan summer went. We were scheduled to go to Utah and visit my family, my grandpa died and I couldn't go to the funeral - I've been feeling very picked on. But on the UPSIDE... I knew you were waiting for it - I'm blessed! I have been shown such love, compassion, and service. I just finished running a youth theatre camp at the local community theatre and was blessed with tremendous help. My ward and neighbors have been phenomenal. My husband has totally just rolled with the punches. The kids have been able to have a relaxing summer with friends and play sports. There are definitely moments when I still feel very picked on, but this accident has helped me to realize that along with road blocks comes alternate routes and maybe one of the biggest blessings is that now I have the time to blog : )