Ben wanted to take us to a Broncos game. We picked the November 17 (2011) game because they were playing the Jets and I may have a crush on Mark Sanchez. We were all so excited to go. We drove over, got settled in our room, and started off to the game. We had to walk a couple of miles to the stadium. As we were walking, the boys were messing around on hills, jumping over and off stuff, normal boy activities. We came to a good picture spot. I took the picture. Back to waking and messing around. They were walking on a retaining wall that started to get higher as the sidewalk slanted downwards. Ben said, "You better get down, you're getting too high." Blake jumps. No problem. Griff jumps, falls, and starts swearing like a sideline basketball coach. Ben and I look at him like, "What the crap is your problem?" As soon as I saw the terrified look on his face, I knew there was something seriously wrong.
I helped him get his balance, and he just stood there. I told him come on, lets go and he says he can't. I say, "Too bad. Come on. We are going to this game!" He tries. He can't. I sit him down, pull up his pant leg, look at his ankle and it is swelling out the top of his shoe. No way he can walk. We are too far from our hotel. We can't carry him. Ben and I just look at each other like, WTF? Ben goes to find help. He comes back with paramedics on bikes. I refused an ambulance ride to the hospital, so the cops came and gave Griff and I a ride back to our hotel. Ben and Blake were already headed back to get the car.
Ben and Blake went to the game, Griff and I went to the hospital. He felt so bad that I couldn't go to the game because he hurt himself. It was the WORST night ever. There were lots of tears from both of us. We were at the hospital for over 5 hours. We saw the game from a little TV that was in his room. He broke his foot in 3 places and tore all kinds of ligaments in his ankle.
The next morning Ben and Blake went and toured the mint. They said it was awesome. We were planning on staying for 4 days but since Griffen couldn't walk, we decided to just go home. We stopped at Little America in Wyoming for dinner and anything Griff would say, Blake would answer, "Whatever you say, Vacation Ruiner", with a little evil smile on his face. We drove home in a horrible snow storm.
This is the opposite foot from the foot that was broken in PE. He had had his cast off for 10 days. He said, "Well, at least I can wear my other shoe out evenly now." Way to look on the bright side!
I helped him get his balance, and he just stood there. I told him come on, lets go and he says he can't. I say, "Too bad. Come on. We are going to this game!" He tries. He can't. I sit him down, pull up his pant leg, look at his ankle and it is swelling out the top of his shoe. No way he can walk. We are too far from our hotel. We can't carry him. Ben and I just look at each other like, WTF? Ben goes to find help. He comes back with paramedics on bikes. I refused an ambulance ride to the hospital, so the cops came and gave Griff and I a ride back to our hotel. Ben and Blake were already headed back to get the car.
Ben and Blake went to the game, Griff and I went to the hospital. He felt so bad that I couldn't go to the game because he hurt himself. It was the WORST night ever. There were lots of tears from both of us. We were at the hospital for over 5 hours. We saw the game from a little TV that was in his room. He broke his foot in 3 places and tore all kinds of ligaments in his ankle.
The next morning Ben and Blake went and toured the mint. They said it was awesome. We were planning on staying for 4 days but since Griffen couldn't walk, we decided to just go home. We stopped at Little America in Wyoming for dinner and anything Griff would say, Blake would answer, "Whatever you say, Vacation Ruiner", with a little evil smile on his face. We drove home in a horrible snow storm.
This is the opposite foot from the foot that was broken in PE. He had had his cast off for 10 days. He said, "Well, at least I can wear my other shoe out evenly now." Way to look on the bright side!
4 comments:
Still the worst story ever!!!
As I was reading this I had a big fat over exaggerated frowm on my face. Soooooo sad!
Thanks for your lil note... Your boys are so grown up!! How sad about having to miss the game, that sucks!! What are you up to these days? We should get together sometime, w/ the other Autoliv girls... Hope all is well :)
Oh, that makes me sad.
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