I am no longer a fan of Friday the 13th...another pity party

So after I put my good news post up...I headed out on a wog.  Did my 30 minutes and was going to get back inside.  It might have been 30 degrees...but I'm guessing the dogs were ready to get back inside.  Only to find out that the key I put in my glove pocket to unlock the house had fallen out along the way.  I retraced my route with no luck.  DT and I were planning on doing lunch, so he just came home and let me in... Then I have the idea to take advantage of the defrosted roof and clean off the moss that the new insurance company is wanting...I didn't want to do this without someone else around.  Since DT is nursing an almost stress fracture, I didn't want him getting up on the roof... Because one typical way of entry on the roof was completely frozen, we chose the alternative.  Go from the back deck - attached to the 2nd floor - to the roof.  Only a story up.  As I was stepping up on the roof, the ladder lost it's footing.  (DT was getting ready to hand the brooms to me and wasn't holding the end of the ladder...) It slid down and I rode it as it fell.  It hit a table that was against the house...and now that is permanently bent.  Somehow my ankle got caught up and it bent with against one of the rungs.  My god was that scary...my god did that hurt.  I about fainted a few times - while lying on the ground...DT got the path cleared, grabbed his crutches (that he just stopped using) and we headed to the ER.  Did I mention that hurt?!?!  Got to the ER and it was a slow time...noon on a Friday...got the X-Rays taken.  No break...very severe sprain.

Wrap Up

(1) Yesterday sucked

(2) I am lucky-ish...

(3) Remember ladder safety

(4) Crutches suck

Pity party invitations will be e-vites sent soon...

ETA:  I didn't see hubby's post...healing vibes would be appreciated...