Transit van 1 - Maffers 0

So, guess who spent the last 3 hours in A&E? (Or the ER for those of you across the pond).

Basically, my dad came this evening to give me a lift to my singing lesson. He drives a very awesome transit van. Transit van is not so awesome when I slammed the passenger door closed on my ankle, crushing it between the door and the metal bit underneath the passenger seat. Cue much screaming and crying! I went to my singing lesson, and had to spend it sitting down because I was in so much pain :( . When I got home I took some painkillers and anti-inflammatories, and stuck some peas on it. Which didn't help an awful lot, and I asked my mum to take me to the A&E over in Stevenage (which is a whole 'nother rant in itself - the stupid government closed the A&E in my local hospital, so now if you break your ankle/impale yourself on a rake/set your hair on fire you have to travel 40 minutes to the Lister in Stevenage D:<)

I spent an hour waiting in reception, though me and my mum having fits of giggles over just about anything made it go a lot faster, and seemed to amuse the nurses. They order three x-rays for me, and though nothing was broken, I had a "severe impact injury" that means I have to go around on crutches for the next 4-5 days. Yay!

Just call me Hopalong xD.