It's Not Broke

For those of you that aren't on Facebook and haven't been following the drama that ensued last week this post is for you. After Ryan finished work last Friday he called me and told me he was going to go for a run on base. Sara and I went and ran a few errands and didn't get the call or text message Ryan had sent me. He said he rolled his ankle and was lying on the side of the road. He managed to get to his truck, which was thankfully pretty close, and was laying in the back trying not to pass out. I figured he was exagerating a bit but called him right away. He said he thought he broke his ankle and by the tone of his voice I realized he was in serious pain. Turns out he didn't have some crazy story about how he was trail running and flew off the path and busted his ankle. Nope, he had just finished running on a rocky beach where he was very careful not to roll his ankle and hopped up on the PAVED road. All of the sudden he said he was running on the side of his ankle and then laying on the ground. He managed to drive home (it was his right foot) and we got him some ice and Motrin. He made it through the night but was in serious pain. Since he just started his new job that week it would not have looked good to call in and say he couldn't walk so we decided to go to the ER on Saturday to get an x-ray to rule out a break and get some crutches. After a couple of hours the ER doc (who is a CAT1 cyclist and got Ryan's number so they can ride together once he's better :-) came back and said, yep you broke your talus. Great! So they put him in a cast and gave him a referral to an orthopedic doctor. Let's just say, I ended up pulling up the slack for him and had to take care of him for the last week. He was very appreciative and was starting to go crazy. So when we went to the doctor yesterday and he looked at the x-ray and said, it's not broken, we about threw a party! Pretty funny story (actually pretty scary if you ask me!) is that somehow between the radiologist and the ER doc, the term talur beak turned into talur BREAK. I guess a talur beak just refers to prominent part on the bone that can occur in athletes. So, after much stressing about not being able to enjoy the summer here, he's been told to take 3-4 weeks off and to avoid strenuous exercise for 6 weeks (instead of 3-4 months!). Did Ryan listen to the doctor, nope, he's already walking around instead of using the crutches like he is supposed to for the next few weeks. But what do you expect?


The funny thing about this whole episode was that last week Tuesday we had to move from one of the vacation rentals into the last one here in Oak Harbor (that was our 7th move in 6 weeks, not that anyone is counting). This move was by far the hardest. That's because I had to do the entire thing myself. We have managed to accumulate some serious stuff over the last 6 weeks. I definitely got my strength workout for the day!


As Ryan has stated previously, Sara has been such a trooper through all this craziness. She has just exploded in her language and comprehension. And to think that I was concerned about her lack of words a month ago. Now she doesn't stop talking. She's our little parrot. She likes to say things over and over and over. It's pretty cute until she keeps getting louder and more whiny if we don't acknowledge what she's saying or if we don't understand what it is that she's trying to say. And her physical skills are pretty impressive too (not that I'm a proud parent or anything :-). She started jumping with both feet while we were in San Diego and is getting faster every day. She still loves slides and calls them "fast". She can say slide just fine but prefers to call them "fast", I think because when she goes down them I always comment how fast she went. She loves watching other kids play and is especially fascinated with bigger kids. Especially my two nieces! We're hoping to get back across the mountains in the near future so she can hang out with the fam. I think she is a little bored now that it's just her and I during the day. We're starting her first swim lessons next week and hope to start meeting some people to hang out with. The weather has been fabulous which is great because we've been able to go to the parks lately. And let me tell you, there is not a shortage of parks around here...or beaches for that matter. I took Sara and Tyla for a hike today at Ft. Ebey State Park and it was beautiful. Endless miles of trails and no one around so Tyla runs and runs out there. She loves it!


OK, enough of the random post. Stay tuned for more updates. We'll be in our new house next weekend if all works out! Here are a bunch of photos in random order...

She's obsessed with going in Tyla's "house"

It was so nice out that we took off our shoes and dipped our feet in the water. BRRRR! Sara didn't seem to mind the frigid water and wanted to go swimming!!

She's my little shell finder!

Goofy girl. This was the day Ryan busted his ankle and I told her we could go to the "fast" for a little while but we had to get back to help Ryan. I told her she could go down the slide one more time and then we had to go. So what does she do? She climbs into this tunnel and plays keep away from me. Everytime I'd go to one end to get her she'd scramble to the other side laughing hysterically. Finally I had to physically climb in there and drag her out. Let's just say we might have a few battles of the will over the years :-)

Helping daddy walk.

All busted up

She loves wearing pigtails and her new slippers (real ones, not Hawaiian slippers)