Not Broken
Last night, I wrapped up a lesson at a student's home in a better part of town, slung on my backpack, and headed down their front steps. I'm not sure what was wrong with me, but somehow I failed to negotiate the variance between their level step and the 45 degree (or so) angle of the sidewalk.I soon returned to their doorstep with my ankle looking like it had an apple sticking out of it. It was difficult going since I didn't have use of my left foot. As luck would have it, there was a doctor in the house.
I went to his office this morning and after x-rays happily learned that my ankle isn't broken, just badly sprained. Hallelujah! But I'm going to hate being on crutches for the next three weeks.
My first three thoughts after I fell:
1. Oh, no. That did not really just happen.
2. Shoot, now I can't go have drinks.
3. Damn, I'm not gonna be able to work out tomorrow.
I'm wearing this not-so-pretty contraption now called an air cast, in black. Unfortunately, I don't look quite as sporty as the photo. I'm grateful it's not broken.
posted by Jay @ 5:36 PM
1 Comments:
Oh Wow! That sounds horrible. Funny your first thought was "did that just happen?" I would have been "Oh S&I%! I hope nobody saw me!"
I hope that you are able to recover quickly. K
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