Yeah, that’s an overly dramatic title for a blog entry, but I’m a melodramatic kind of guy.
Monday night I managed to fall and twist my ankle so bad that I ended up in the emergency room for a few hours. It’s not actually broken, but it’s swollen like you wouldn’t believe. Consequently I’m stuck in an air cast and walking with crutches for a while. It’s mostly embarrassing because if I had been doing something cool it would be brag worthy. You know, like I was rock wall climbing and fell thirty feet and the rope snapped and I managed to crawl away with just a hurt ankle. That’s cool and manly.
However, I was walking to my car in the church parking lot and stumbled on a bit of uneven pavement. Yup, I tripped on almost nothing and ended up in the ER. Then I woke up today with some sort of flu bug or cold or something. Bizarre. If anything else happens, I’m going to go hide in a bunker.
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