On Wednesday, at around 1:40 AM, I was walking into the kitchen. I went to take a step and my ankle started to turn inward. I tried to stop the fall1 and that failed splendidly.2 I ended up hitting my face on a chair, while my arms and legs hit the floor. It was not a pleasant experience, but it wasn’t the worst fall I’ve ever had. It’s not even the most embarrassing one I’ve ever had.
I have bruises on my left ankle, right knee, and both wrists. I also have a scrape and another bruise up near my right elbow. The ankle injury makes it difficult to walk. The knee makes it difficult to try to sit down on the couch. My wrist pain makes it difficult to hold pretty much anything, especially in my right hand. I still do those things somewhat because I’m a trooper.3 And because it’s kind of hard to live my life4 if I’m sitting completely still and doing nothing.
Anyway…at first, it seemed like the worst injury was my ankle. My mom is still convinced that it is. When I went to the doctor yesterday, the doctors seemed to think that my right wrist was the worst.5 They’re pretty sure that everything is just bruised, contused6 and sprained. If the pain doesn’t ease up in the next two weeks or gets worse, I’m supposed to go back. Otherwise, they’ll check it again in October when I go in for my regularly scheduled checkup.