I am always on the lookout for stray toys that make it into the hallway and possibly on the stairs.  I have always been very diligent about this.  I get after Billy all the time for not putting his toys away.  Yesterday the toys took revenge.  As I was heading down the stairs, I slipped on a Spider-Man action figure. I was holding the banister, but I couldn’t stop myself and ended up on the floor.  I knew something had happened because I heard a big pop on my left ankle.  I am so glad Bill was home yesterday. He was able to get me onto a chair and assess the damage.  He put some ice my ankle, but it made me really cold and my teeth were chattering.  He moved me to the couch and that’s when the swelling got worse.  We went to the ER and I have a broken ankle.  I have never broken a bone in my life.  I have a temporary cast on and will go to the orthopedic doctor to get something a little more permanent.  I need to get back to the couch as I feel the pain pills are kicking in.