oh, hai, i am clumzy

 

Last night, before soccer, I stopped to get gas in my car.  I was wearing my soccer cleats.  When I got out of the car, I turned my ankle…badly.  My right cleat sort of slid off the concrete pad where it meets the macadam in the gas station.  It hurt like a *#(&#)$! (insert VERY bad word here!).  I am pretty sure it was caught on the camera at the gas station too…which might come in handy if I sue them…ha ha ha.

Here’s the bad part.  I practiced soccer on it, because after I got to practice, it started to feel better…yeah, I am a complete idiot.  Then (wait — it gets better) the kidlet and I went to his school open house after practice and I walked all over the school on it.  It was a little sore at that point, but not killing me.

Fast forward to this morning where I got up out of bed, late, very, very late, and attempted to walk and almost fell flat on my face.  Sweet Jesus, it’s huge and kind of blackish-blueish-purpleish.  I managed to gimp down the steps, get the dog out, feed the animals and gimp back up to get ready for work.  I wrapped it and just a little bit ago, took off the wrap to check it…it’s still huge and blackis-blueish-purpleish.  Crap.

Tonight is cub scouts…one of the moms there is a nurse, I am going to have her look at it and tell me if I should go to the doctor. 

I am a tard.  Well, at least I didn’t break my kneecap like my sister thinks she did when she fell down roller skating Tuesday night…I am waiting to hear from her, she was going for an xray today. 

Yes, we are graceful, you wanna make something of it?  At least she did it doing something that doesn’t sound stupid…I was getting gas for goodness sake! 

Graceful Gert, signing out!