My uncle! I hurt my uncle!

As some of you know, I sprained my ankle last night while playing badminton with my sister. Actually, I took a break from the game to do a little Ukrainian victory dance with some Ukrainian singing - see, I started singing this song and it sounded Ukrainian so naturally that just made me dance Ukrainian.
Well, being barefoot, on uneven grass, and not know how to Ukrainian dance, my ankle turned pretty bad, and next thing I know I'm sprawling on the ground telling Lynda, "I just rolled my ankle!" Lynda, meanwhile, was laughing and my previous dance session and said, "Aw come on, I've rolled my ankle lots of times."
Nice sister.
My brother Danny had just driven in from work, and saw Lynda laughing and me on the ground. Luckily he figured something was wrong and came to help out. Boy I felt sick! Later Lynda made fun of how white I was when Danny and Mom brought me to the house. Apparently my lips were as white as that picture on my wall downstairs.
Last night was my first time in the hospital (outside of visiting). It was pretty interesting, and boring all at the same time. There weren't many waiting in the emergency room though so we were out of there within an hour.
So now my left ankle is nicely bandaged up and aching away. I'm stuck in the house because I don't have crutches yet. It'll take abotu 4-6 weeks to heal. 6 weeks!!! I can't live like this. I need to run around and bat some balls and run in the sprinkler and go for bike rides and walks...
My summer is ruined. *sigh*