First Natalie and now its my turn

Friday night Nate and the kids were going to have a sleepover on the trampoline so I took my camera and headed outside to get some pictures of them so that I would have something to blog about. I got to the 3 step from the bottom and I turned my right ankle. I tried to catch myself and I think I can't remember exactly how it happened but I think that I stepped right off the side of the stairs (it doesn't have a guard rail the last 3 steps) onto the cement. I looked at my foot that was completely turned the wrong way and yelled at Nate I broke my leg, I broke my leg. He came running over and I said as calm as can be. I think I broke my leg babe. He called the ambulance and I started to have the kids do things like put up the dog and stuff like that. Then I turned to Nate and said. I think that I am in shock. My good friend Heather came over to help with the kids while I was at the hospital. I felt really bad too because she had to hold the flashlight while the EMT's worked on my leg. I moaned and cried out but I didn't swear which I must admit is not a good habit. The ambulance came and took me to the hospital here in Mtn. Home. I had never been in an ambulance before so I did not know what to expect. There in the driveway they were shooting me full of medicine trying to get my pain to a minimum before they would even leave my house. I remember thinking So this is what it's like being in an ambulance. It was very surreal to me and it felt very out of body to me. On the way to the hospital the driver drove very slow and was thoughtful enough to let me know when the bumps were coming up. The EMT kept asking me all of these questions like "I'm not very good with math how old are you again?" I wanted to say to him "I know what your doing." But I didn't. There I got xrays. I thought that the nurses were going to call the police or something because when I told them that I fell down the stairs they all gave Nate a dirty look. And when he left the room they asked if it was because I was in pain that I was crying. When the doctor looked at them he decided that he didn't feel comfortable setting my leg because not only were my Fibula, Tibia, and ankle broken but I had also dislocated my ankle too. They put me in an ambulance and took me to the hospital in Boise. Before I left the hospital in Mtn. Home I asked Nate to give me a priesthood blessing. He frantically made calls to see who he could get to come to the hospital and help out. Brandon Johns was on his way when they tried to move my into the ambulance. Nate told them why we wanted to wait for a minute and the nurse didn't want us to but the EMT told us that of course they had time because he knew how important it was for me. On the way to Boise I got very, very sick and they had to give me medicine for the nausea. The EMT was very nice to me the whole time I was with him. He could tell when I was in pain too he said that it was all over my face. I got to the hospital in Boise and right away they gave me some more pain meds and and IV medicine for the nausea. Th pain meds did not last very long and I sat in the room crying for about 45 minutes when Nate went out to tell someone that I needed more medicine. The nurse said that she would tell my nurse but I still hadn't received anything 15 minutes later so he went out there to tell them again and was much more demanding about it. They had to put off setting my leg several times because of more important cases that were coming in. I had to wait about 5 hours for them to set my foot. But thankfully they knocked me completely out to do it. My leg was not able to be set all of the way to the right place so I have to go and see a specialist and I might have to have surgery on it. I got home around 5:30 in the morning and tried to go right to bed but the pain was so bad that I couldn't sleep. Finally I was able to get it under control enough to rest for a bit. I found out later that the kids who were here with me when it happened (Tyler, Ella, and Natalie) had gone into the house and cried because they were all so concerned about me. the aftermath in a splint
The angle from the front

and another one.

From the side you can see the two broken bones and broken ankle. You can see it twisted and turned to the side.

This is what it looked like when they set it the first time.