Yaay! Fourth of July was yesterday!  The fireworks were amazing at my town, So much fun!

My family and I had Brown and her Family over for dinner and to walk over to the park for fireworks.  No, I'm not still mad at her, cause I really don't think that any of this whole big mess is her fault.  :)

So we were over at the park, and I decided to be stupid and run around like the crazy lunatic I am, and guess what?  I rolled my ankle, BAD.  I couldn't put any weight on it, and it was all swelling and it HURT like a beast.  This was before all the fireworks, so I was afraid I would have to get taken off in an ambulance before the show.  My priorities were a little bit out of order, hey?  ANYway, I got more EMT's, and three police officers.  They were bored, too, I guess, just like at my campus.  Only I think the EMT's were really just EMT's in training, because they put a heat pack on my ankle, which I thought was weird, but I trusted them anyway.  They were supposed to know what's best, right?  But now my ankle is all enflamed, it still hurts like a beast, and I have to hop around like some gimpy flamingo.

I really don't think it's broken, but If the swelling hasn't gone down by tomorrow, I have to go get it X-rayed.

At least I got to see the fireworks, hey?

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