repetition
May. 5th, 2003 05:21 pm*sigh*. Yes, I found a new way to sprain my ankle. I rarely injure myself; this is maybe the third time in my life so far. Bah. Like last time, I tripped down the stairs, a set of stairs that was only 25 feet away from the other stairs I tripped down from before. Mom was picking me up and i was just *trying* to walk to the car. Of course, my ankle randomly decides to give way (like it does whenever it feels like it) and so I kind of fell. Not really. I didn't break any skin and certainly I'm not bleeding. My hand's a little sore and red but that's about it, besides my ankle. Ain't that special. So now mom's making me elevate my right ankle. I guess it's good that she has a medical degree or something, because dad would be kind of clueless. No offense to him, though; he's smarter than just about everyone I know. Maybe except for my mother and Uncle Chris. So yeah.