Monday morning. There’s a fairly big group of people here who play pickleball several times a week. I really like pickleball. In the second hour, we had a competitive doubles game going. I went for a shot, rolled my ankle, and fell. Pain! Everyone was great! Comforting words, do I need 911? (No), someone went for ice, another person went for a rolling chair, someone was holding my hand. Two people helped me into the rolling chair and into the shade. Everyone was so kind and helpful – I feel lucky to live in such a caring community! Lorraine rode my bike home and came back with crutches and her car. Waiting for Thais to take me to the doctor, but it doesn’t look good:
