April 10, 2007 - 10:52 pm 2 Comments

Last Wednesday I caught the edge of the doormat wrong when I was on my way out of the house to go to class. I turned my ankle 90 degrees inwards and hit the ground like a sack of clay, whoomp-splat. And decided that the log I was resting my head on while I wailed was made out of pillows, because in contrast to what was going on in my ankle, it was fluffy and soft. But I was so stubborn that I insisted on going to class anyway, and I’m sure I made a spectacle of myself, gimping around the building and moaning in pain.

Turns out I’ve got a grade 2 sprain of two ligaments, which means that they’re partially torn. How annoying. The doctor said to expect a couple of months of swelling, and all the itinerant tingling and numbness and discomfort that go along with it.

Fighting for one of the far-away parking spaces at school tomorrow should be fun.

2 Responses to “Ow.”

  1. professorevil Says:

    We all really know you’ve just been kicking too much a$$ lately and that’s why your foot is hurt.

  2. Auntie Says:

    Apply for a handicapped permit. I think all you need is a letter from your doctor