It's an Oww-y.

A week ago last Friday, my wife and I were carrying a folding table at the church when Beth fell on an uneven sidewalk and turned her ankle. Brave soul that she is, she sat in the car and carried on. (I think that the promise of a fish'n'chips lunch with Lake Erie perch helped her to bear up.)

She's been hurting and has suffered swelling since then. When we got up this morning, she finally decided -with some prompting from me- to got to the emergency department of the local hospital.

The good thing is: this hospital is the provincial leader in fast service through triage and treatment. We were out of the ER and on the way to the pharmacy to get some pain/swelling relief pills in 2 ½ hours.

The bad thing is: What we thought was a bad sprain is actually a fracture of the bones where the tibia and fibia meet the ankle. Now she has an "Air Cast" which is giving her a lot of support, but that looks like something Iron Man would wear to fight crime.

Ain't it lovely and high-tech?

So Katie and I will be driving a lot and cooking a lot and so on and so forth.