The Unimaginable Accident - Part 4

And so the story continues....After I screamed in pain, I realized I was not able to get up or even move my leg by myself. I was screaming and crying in pain. A lady from Carnival came over and asked if I wanted her to call an ambulance. Of course, I said NO, I WAS GETTING ON THE BOAT! then all sorts of help showed up and I just layed there in the middle of the floor. I kept telling them over and over that I was getting on the boat. Jeff kept telling me we were not going. I kept saying but I'm renewing my wedding vows so we have to go. I was crying. I could not believe this had happened. Why? How? I was so upset. Carnival finally called the doctor off of the ship and he came over to check on me. His first question was to the lady from Carnival that had come over to attend to me and it was "Did anyone call an ambulance?" I realized this was not going in my favor. I told Jeff that I wanted to go and he just said, "Shannon, seriously, look at your leg...look at your knee...it's straight and your foot is laying on the side at a 90 degree angle." The doctor said "Ms Roberts you need to go have it checked out, you are not getting on the ship at this time." I cried and cried so loud, almost uncontrollably realizing that our trip was not going to happen, all the plans, all the excitement, the renewal ceremony for our wedding vows, gone. So I said goodbye to Joey and Tim and told them that they had to go, and absolutely to have fun and take lots of pictures. They were sad, they didn't want to go without us but knew they had to go. As we were waiting on the ambulance Jeff went to search for our luggage which had already been checked and placed on the ship. The paramedics arrived and loaded me into the ambulance. My leg was hurting so bad, it felt as if the bone was going to stick out of the back of my leg everytime I tried to move. Jeff and the luggage finally arrived and we went to the hospital. After arriving at the hospital, the doctors told me that I had dislocated my ankle and broke my leg in multiple places, they weren't sure how many at that time. They set my ankle and told me to see an ortho doctor in the next 48 hours, that I would need surgery. So we left the hospital and made it home and realized this was really happening. I was so upset. I can't imagine how Jeff may have felt, his trip gone too and now WE were facing an uphill battle. But the most important thing is we were in this together, after all, the next day was our SEVEN year anniversary...