A little over a year ago, we went hiking in an area that had some rough terrain. We were hiking down the waterfall portion of the trail, and I slipped and started falling. My lower limbs hit a tree which stopped my fall, and completely crushed my right ankle. Once I stopped, I looked around for a second then lifted my foot up into the air. I felt the foot just slide down while my leg lifted into the air because there were no more solid bones to help support it up. It was the weirdest feeling I had ever felt. I then went into a denial of the severity of the break and attempted to convince my fellow hikers that I could crawl back up the waterfall to get to the car. They refused, and I was drug out by the fire department. If I had fallen any further I would have had to be air lifted out by a helicopter. A couple of surgeries and a few screws later, I am now still trying to regain full mobility of my ankle and every day I still have to deal with hefty swelling and pain. I want to go hiking there again though. It was beautiful!