Off Balance

O.k. - this settles it. Scott must lean to the left. Literally, not politically.

This past Saturday we watched our pastor's kids at our house. It was a beautiful spring day. Kids, a beautiful day, and Scott trying to keep up all spells disaster! While playing hide-and-seek, and chasing a much faster eight year-old to base, Scott rolled his foot over and sprained his ankle. Time to go inside!

He sat on the couch for a while and called to Melinda to check on whatever was beeping in the kitchen. She called him a wimp and asked why he couldn't check it himself. He called her over and showed her why. At this point his ankle was swollen and the pain was increasing. It was off to the emeregency room.

Final prognosis was a sprain (thankfully, it wasn't broken). When Scott asked what exactly that meant he was given this quote - "If anyone ever tells you they sprained their ankle and are back playing basketball the next day, they didn't really sprain their ankle. "Real" sprains involve torn ligaments". Although only an MRI would tell how bad the damage was, the doctor figured this was the case here. He was fitted with a large "boot" to walk around in and has to follow up with our regualr doctor this week.

The irony is that it is his left foot. You may remember he broke his left collar bone almost a year and a half ago (also trying to capture some long lost glory of his youth) so, he must have a tendancy to fall to his left.

The moral of this story? Same as last time - leave the running to the eight year olds. From now on Scott can referee from the sidelines!