I have twisted my @#$@#$*@#& ankle!!!! I wish I could say I tripped over a dog which I do about 100 times a day, but I was alone in the laundry room with nary a dog in sight. I pivoted and in so doing, twisted my ankle. Ice and elevation and it still hurts. I then spent 20 min. looking for the ace bandage that I KNOW we have, but that someone (my husband) didn't put back the last time he twisted his ankle.
I am the biggest freaking clutz in the world. I need a bubble suit or an armoured suit or something to protect me from myself!
But this means, I can't stand in the kitchen and load the dishwasher or cook dinner tonight. And no, I didn't do it on purpose. I have still managed to fold laundry sitting down. I'm thinking leftovers or pizza for dinner tonight.
And tomorrow is my doctor's appointment where all mysteries will be revealed. Or so I hope, but highly doubt. Will have the results of the adrenal tumor test and other info relating to the "mystery" illness. Too bad this isn't the ortho doc as well.