I sprained my ankle 30 years ago. I was on crutches and ace bandages. Yeah I called my parents too. My mother decided to teach me a lesson about how bad it was not to come the exact moment someone calls you, which apparently I had done (or not done) to her, I had no Idea what about. She returned my call 3 or 4 days later, by which point I kinda didn't care anymore. I really don't care now. When I was in the hospital last fall I listed my T as next of kin.

Hope you feel better soon.