What ha' happened wuz...
actually.
I don't know what had happened.
I finished my shift at the hospital on Thursday in a somewhat cranky mood. Drove the 30 minute ride home and couldn't put full weight on my left ankle without pain when I got out of the car.
On Friday I woke up, and damn... my ankle is sprained. Like, WTF did I do yesterday at the hospital to produce THESE results?
So I'm treating it like a sprain and babying it. And since I have some kind of wicked chest cold, that's probably going to workout okay.
Tea? check.
Motrin? check.
Homework? check check.
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