The Progression of Clumpy

One month ago yesterday, I fell down the steps at church and broke my ankle in three (yes, THREE) places. It was not only painful, but loud. I missed the last step, and as I went down I heard a very loud SNAP! That was NOT a good sign! Then when I tried to get up (unsuccessfully, I might add) I heard two more loud SNAPS. Hence, the three breaks. Yesterday, I went to the doctor and they took my Utah Red cast off! YIPEE!! It was so nice to shave and scrub my leg. I still have at least four more weeks of healing, but at least I can wear an ankle brace that will allow me to drive with my right foot once again. This last month of forced semi-confinement has tried my patience, but I'm having to learn to focus more and to be very grateful for such simple things as the ability to easily get around on my own.