Hey...thanks guys! It could have been a lot worse, and no, I had no pleasure in what happened! We were at a commitment ceremony and celebration on Saturday, the 19th, and after the ceremony realized I forgot something in my car. DS went with me and as we were talking, here I am BAM, on the cement hurting like hell. Seems that I stepped on a pine code, rolled my ankle and the rest is history... Scraped up all my limbs -- and could not get up. Long story short, saw the doc on Tuesday and I have some kind of fracture to the fifth metatarsal in my right foot. I have broken my right ankle many years ago and also my right knee (when I was 7 months pregnant) 19 years ago. Of the three, this one hurts the least -- no meds at all -- I am strong like bull. 
The worst is that by the end of the day it swells up and then it hurts.
When we flooded last month, I told DH not to get rid of my crutches or walker (from previous falls) or it would jinx me. Well, that same day -- the curtches and walker went -- they had been in the flood water, and wouldn't you know it...that evening is when I fell!!! Spooky!