I'm not sure if I hate Cincinnati or Cincinnati hates me. I got home on friday and went to a park with my brother and some friends. At this park they have the curbs on the sides of the blacktop... well, on the other side of the curb the blacktop goes on for a few inches more and then there is a drop. I got over the curb but not the rest of the blacktop and fell. Well, I ended up staying where I was until I scooted on the blacktop again and noticed the bump. It definately did not belong on my foot. I called the friends over and we decided we should go home. Nick carried me about half-way and then Chandler (my brother, the future Athletic Trainer ) showed him how they both could carry me. They got me home and brought me downstairs. I was upset, not because of it hurting... it did... but because of how my mom was acting towards me. She acted like she didn't even care that I did anything. So, we put ice on it and called the doctor. It was nice to have the people around that did seem to care, so thanks to those of you who care about me. I appreciate it very much and it's nice to know I still have friends like that here in Cincy.
 The next day I went to the doctor's office and he sent me to the hospital to get an x-ray and told me to call an orthopedic. Wonderful. Sunday i ended up hobbling around. I've never used crutches. I ended up falling twice trying to go down the stairs, but luckily did not end up injuring myself further. Finally I ended up going to the orthopedic monday and he told me I had a non-displaced fracture of the fifth metatarsal. This is on my left foot also. Apparently it could have been a lot worse and it could still be worse, because it is at the very tip of the bone. If it had broken more I would have had to get surgery. So thank goodness (breathing sigh of relief) it hasn't come to that.


The above picture is pointing right at the bone that I fractured. The fracture is up on the end closest to the ankle though.

So now I'm wearing a walking cast or as the doctor called it a "moon boot". It's very annoying, but I can take it off to shower and sleep. I still have to use crutches for a little bit until I can walk without it hurting so much. I also have to come back to Cincy in a few weeks to get it x-rayed again.
 So that's my time home so far and I basically feel like I came back to break my foot and get it treated and then I'm going back home (to Columbus) again. ... Sigh...