When we reached Olivia house, I parked the truck close to the back door. I helped her into the house and set down on a chair in the kitchen. Pulling over another, I elevated her bad leg and removed her boot and stock. Her ankle was swollen and I examined her carefully and told her no bone was broken. " Look like just a bad sprain to me," I said and setting her foot down on th chair cushion.  "Of course, you should probably get an X-ray as soon as the roads are clear. Just to be sure," let's put some ice on it. I think that the best help...