When I Broke My Foot
September 30th, 2009 by admin
About three years ago, I broke my foot right before Spring break. I was so upset and had no idea how I was going to manage my three small boys. They were 6, 3, and 2 at the time. I couldn’t even get to the hospital that night because I had no crutches, but my exmormon dad brought some over to me the next morning. I was very grateful. My exmormon dad adjusted them to the right height for me too and I ended up using them for the next four months. It wasn’t supposed to be more then four weeks and it was very discouraging.