Thank goodness for Saint Courtney who drove me to urgent care (who told me to go to the ER, even though they owe me a free xray) and the drug store and carefully wrapped and bandaged both ankles while I ate all of the delicious mint brownie bites she made. Hey, I'm broken. What else can I do?
I think I'm ok. Super sore, but alright. I don't think anything is broken, which is a relief. There is a hard bump on my right foot and swelling on my ankle, that I'll watch and some wicked road rash. Both of which I feel compelled to share with you all in order to garner sympathy.
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AGAIN???? Are you multi-tasking while you walk? Rubbing belly and patting head at same time?
Rather than sympathy, it might be time for some tough love: WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING, GIRL!!!
But, yeah, that does look pretty nasty. :(
ok, fine. I deserve that. But I would like to point out that this fall was NOT flip-flop related.
How have you managed to stay alive for 32 years? Really. Do I need to send some bubble wrap?
Glad it's nothing serious. Take care and enjoy your down time. :)
Oh geesh. I wish you a speedy recovery!
I (literally) feel your pain, and feel blessed that nothing was broken. I'm glad you had a good friend with mint brownies on call.
i feel like its totally my fault, I should have driven you to the ER.
Pls. keep neosporin on it. I want you to heal perfectly inside and out.
--GB
L - I have no idea. Its a miracle, really.
Julie - It's totally not your fault. You would have taken me if you could have.
Maurs - I am only grateful it wasn't as serious as your fall.
Dad - I am buying stock in neosporin and ace bandages (the self adhering kind) because I have a feeling I will be needing them for a long time to come.
The Eickmeyers told me you fell down the stairs. That's no fun. :(
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