Every trick was coming so easy that night.
I figured that it was probably just a sprain and i hobbled my way out to the car.
I decided that would be sufficient enough for me to walk around on inside of the Mall o America.
Little did i know my injury was a little more extensive then a sprain.
When we got back to Michigan after out long weekend the swelling had not gone down much at all.
I decided i better go and get an X-Ray just to be safe.
I was devastated to find out that i had fractured my Fibula!
I could not believe i had continued to walk on it all weekend.
Tears came to my eyes as I did not want to watch my wakeboard season slip away from me.
You feel helpless with a splint up to your thigh.
After two days i received surgery in which i got a plate and 4 screws to realign my ankle.
The doctor said i should be back to 100% in a few months.
Injuries are bound to happen when living an active lifestyle.
My only prayer is that this injury is one that i can live without years of repercussion.
I can already tell that i am now frighted of trampolines just a little.
I believe my battle in the long run is going to be more psychological then physical.
