just a S P R A I N

Thankfully, it's just a sprained ankle. A late-night trip to the ER with Justin and luckily it's nothing serious.

Very lucky. It's hard to keep this kid down for any period of time. A lot like his dad. A lot like his little brother.

They don't always have the most patience or make for the best patients.

He {and Ty} were spending the night at a friend's house playing a game basketball out in the cul-de-sac. As Justin came down, he landed on James' ankle at 9:40 to be exact. Thanks, James for remembering the details and being such a compassionate friend. They said it swelled right up, the above picture is after an hour of ice {frozen veges to be exact} after the swelling had already gone down some.

He called me and said, "Uh, Mom- I got hurt."

Definitely in good hands, the neighbor {of the friend he was staying with} is an ER doctor did a quick evaluation and happened to have a set of crutches.

He kindly called ahead to the ER and let them know Justin was on the way so he was immediately taken in to X-ray.

What a bonus to avoid that long inevitable wait that usually accompanies any Emergency Room trip.

They lived on base, so the hospital was just a minute away. James' mom graciously drove him there and stayed with him until I showed up. By the time I arrived, he was already out of X-ray and shortly after seen by the doctor. Nothing serious, he needs to stay off it for a while, ice and elevate it.

Sleep-deprived Ty offered quite a bit of humor in letting Justin know he'd beat him in a crab-walk race- right now. He also went over the RICE advice, fresh in his memory from his shin splints. Plenty of laughs were had. They tried to get Ty to try poppin' a wheelie in the wheelchair- then promptly told him not to.

Ready to jump off the table and get out of there the trick now will be to keep him down for a little bit in order to avoid further injury. I dropped them back off at James's house to finish up their overnighter. Even a sprain couldn't keep them from hanging out.

If he wants to make it to football camp in a couple weeks- he better chill. Not easy for a kid who loves to work out. All friends are welcome to keep him company. I'm heading to check out movies for the weekend. It could be a long one.

I love my son dearly but, have a feeling- he's going to drive me crazy.
Update... here's how it looked the next day. The bruise comes through a little more each day. He definitely has a cankle.