Broken Leg

I went out duck hunting the first day of Winter Break (Thursday morning). Looking up at geese flying overhead, I was just about to shoot when I stepped into a hole filled with brush and fell face first. My right leg stayed on the trail as the rest of me fell, and it twisted back and to the right, fracturing my lateral malleolus (the bone at the end of the tibia). I'm going to see a orthopedic surgeon Monday or Tuesday. Right now I've just got a temporary cast. Lame!