Who knew Kite Flying could be so Dangerous

So Thursday it was a nice windy day. I thought about the kites that we haven't used in a while and thought it would be fun to fly a kite and hopefully entertain my kids and the neighbors kids till daddies came home. Well at one point I was in the small street in front of my house flying a kite and my son thought it would be fun to throw a rubber bouncy ball into the road. In an effort to keep him from running into the road after it I tried to pull the kite in while grabbing the ball. In the process of walking to the ball I rolled my ankle and heard a snap. I thought at the time that I had sprained it but was in shock and not able to process that it might be something more. I crawled out the road and laid in the grass till my husband came home and my neighbor watched the kids so I didn't have to worry about them. When my husband came home he took me to the local Instacare and they did an x-ray. Turns out what I thought was a sprain was a slightly displaced fracture of the fibula bone. I know you ask how can you break your leg from walking. Apparently the very bottom can be pulled so hard by the stretched ligaments and tendons that it will break the bone. So now I am at the mercy of great friends who are here to help me with daily stuff when my husband is at work. I have been blessed by wonderful friends. But I won't lie, my pride is taking a fairly big beating in the process. I never am very good at asking for help and my friends are as bossy as me when it comes to things like this. I am grateful for bossy friends that don't make me ask for help but just are there and love me. I am grateful for a great husband and a boss that let my husband leave work a half hour early to come home and help me. I am grateful that my husband knows how to take care of our kids and is willing to help keep the house up so that I don't have to stress about all the extra things on the floor because I can't pick them up. I am grateful for cute kids who give me lots of love to help me feel like a loved mommy and not just a useless one. I truly am blessed.
The X-ray. I am pointing to a very small but painful break.