My foot

When my brother, Nate, was here, we went body boarding at Bellows Beach. While there, I hurt my foot somehow. I did it when I jumped off it. My friends helped me out of the water and then we checked out my foot and it seemed ok. So the rest of the week it was ok and it only bothered me when I turned it a certain way. By Friday, I had completely forgotten that I had hurt it and I tried to climb onto the top bunk of Amelia's bed. When I tried pulling myself up, I hurt it al over again. It was blinding pain that shot through my foot. The next thing that I knew, I was on the floor with my face in the carpet crying. This time my foot swelled up about the size of an apple. I told Justin that if the swelling hadn't gone down by morning, we should probably go to the ER. When we woke up, it was still swollen and it still hurt. So we decided to go. But when Amelia got up, she wet the bed AND she threw up all over herself. It was making for a great day. So we had our friend Erica come over and babysit and we left. We spent the morning at the ER and we were told that I strained my tendons. I needed to get some shoes with support and to try to take it easy. When we got home, Justin started feeling sick. So I had to still make dinner while on my crutches with Nathan trying to pull my crutches out from underneath me. Sunday was ok, my foot started feeling better, but Monday, I got sick. So it had been a very "pleasant" week/weekend.