A story to tell

For those that don't know yet, I've sprained my ankle over the holidays right before 2012. It a bit of a story as per usual. It happened on Dec.30, a day after an outing skiing in Quebec. I went to the gym as I always do and that morning, I went for a Body Step class (its essentially an aerobics class with a step bench). Nearing to the end of this class, so full of adrenaline, we were jumping half on the bench (and half on the floor), when suddenly I ROLLED MY ANKLE. I sat and then laid there as I could no longer feel my ankle. Some of the people came up to me, and asked if I was okay, and others went to get help. The staff from the gym came to the classroom, armed with an office desk chair and some ice. They helped me up to sit in the chair, and started to ask me questions about contacts to call. I then started to feel dizzy, (things got fuzzy here), but essentially loss consciousness briefly, and then woke up to a Gatorade bottle in my mouth and them trying to keep me awake. Bahh next thing I know one of the staff member says he's called the paramedics and they are on their way. I told him I was fine, but he insisted that it was his duty to call the paramedics in situations such as this. Sigh, I then told him this was all very silly, and disclosed to him that I worked as a nurse. We had a small chuckle at that (such irony, really). The paramedics arrived, and at this point, I am feeling very much myself again, but just with a very bad ankle that I couldn't walk on. They insisted on bringing me in to the hospital since it could be a fracture. So they wheeled me out of the gym on a stretcher (embarrassing - I couldn't look at anyone on my way out), and brought me to the hospital emerge, where I waited for x-rays and x-rays results. After 5 hours of testing of patience and endurance, I was told I had no fractures, but a sprain and to use crutches for the next few days. Boy, what a day and an end to 2011!