One week ago while trying to have a garage sale to make some money. I broke my ankle (badly) waited until this week Thursday to get my surgery… went ok but my day went downhill fast. I was sent to another facility because I need a ramp to get into house (nice week to stay cool in a hospital) I had no preparation for this day, no air, and everything else too, mainly anti depressants and pills for neuropathy. One good thing my leg feels very little, but I did have areas of unbearable pain. I’ve had 5 kids so... I turned on 89Q and the new Lauren Daigle song was on and I felt held, but still very sad and not normal. (godly/happy/blessed/loved) but I’m starting to. I have 16 weeks non-weight-bearing restrictions.