> I'm sitting here in pain. I stepped in a hole and fell down. On the way down, I heard a loud pop from my right ankle. The fall didn't hurt me, but the pop did. I bet it's broken. I can't walk. We were out in the boonies about a two and a half hour drive from home. By the time we got here, the doctor's office was closed so I guess I'll get it Xrayed in the morning. In the meantime, I am getting great service. WMM brings me the paper, a cup of tea, a fried apple pie, or just about anything I want. There is a funny side to this. About six years ago, I fell and broke the left ankle. It made the same noise. It hurt the same and put me in a cast for 6 weeks and a funny looking shoe for six more. It's that funny French term all over again.

Déjà shoe??

Tra "sorry, couldn't help it" nio