UPDATE: Went to ER this morning and it's not broken!!
This is what I'm looking at right now (when I look past the laptop of course). In case you can't tell it's my elevated, swollen foot which just so happens to be sitting beside an evil pile if bedding. You see, I'm always paranoid that I'm going to trip over something when I'm pregnant. Well, I didn't. At least not technically. I was carrying load of sheets out of my laundry room (which you have a step up into) when one of the sheets slipped down out of my arms. Next thing I know I'm stepping on that piece of sheet which then flies across my nice, new, slippery, laminate wood floors. Let me tell you, I am not an athlete. I have never broken a bone or had stitches that weren't a result of surgery. So I've never felt quite anything like this before. I remember falling in slow motion and my left foot just kept on bending, slowly, slowly, then two lovely snaps. Dizziness, pain, blood, and heat rushing to my throbbing foot. I was all very dramatic in my head. It hurt so badly that I couldn't tell if it was my foot or ankle at first. Scott was over having dinner with us and all three boys were staring at me. But I didn't cry. Okay, maybe a few tears snuck out later but that was when the sheer panic set in at the thought of having to care for my children like this. I resisted a trip the the ER. The kids needed to get ready for bed and it was getting dark, etc. Plus I'm a wimp and I need time to mentally prepare :) It's been almost two hours and I can say for sure now that I don't think it's broken. I can't put any weight on it but the throbbing has stopped. I'll most likely be good girl and go get it checked out tomorrow. My car is a stick so I'm going to try to drive Oren's. We'll see how it goes. Darn it - I was just beginning to be so productive with my nesting! :( I'll paint that dining room table yet!