We left Horombo Hut early in the morning and hiked all the way down to the Mandara Gate. Phillipe had been evacuated during the night due to High Altitude Pulmonary Edema and was in the hospital. His wife Charlotte hiked out with him and she must have been really exhausted. We were all pretty tired as it was, and we got to sleep through the night in our comfortable Horombo Hut.
I wrapped the offending ankle once again and took more Advil. The hike out was fairly easy for me, maybe it was because of the Advil. That stuff can work wonders for pain! I kept right up with the rest of the group all the way to the gate. I got a little more criticism as if they actually thought I had faked the whole ankle injury! If they only knew, how much that stupid ankle was hurting me. I think I was functioning on endorphins just like I do on my marathons. I made it, on my own, and was feeling great. I'm so glad I decided to tough it out with the sprained ankle, and not give up. It was a lot of work but totally worth it.