Six days ago I fell down the stairs. At Work. In the morning. And worked for 14 hours on what I later found out to be a broken ankle.
I am trying to be pretty calm and okay with the whole thing but I guess it is a really bad sprain the doctor called it by a name that sounded something like "Lisa Frank" which actually sounds like a super fun filled time, but in reality I have a foot that looks more like a balloon animal than a foot. My foot may or may not be a greenish yellow color, but that is not something I just share with anyone. On the plus side I have a new fashion accessory that really goes with anything. It is chic and super comfortable and even caught the eyes of a few gentlemen at the bar on Wednesday night.