Stairway to pain

Last night at midnight I heard my phone making some noise downstairs. It was a calendar-reminder. So i got out of the bed half-conscious and started walking down the stairs. As I got to the bottom of the stairs, the semi-conscious state got the best of me. I thought that I was at the very last step, when in fact I wasn't. What I thought to be a step on a solid floor was actually a step in to thin air. End-result: a twisted ankle. Very twisted ankle. It hurts like hell, but it's manageable now that I have taken 1200mg of painkillers. I'm not sure that is there anything broken, but I'm going to see a doctor later today.

What about the calendar-reminder? It just reminded me that today is our wedding-anniversary. I have no idea why it decided to remind me about it in the middle of the night....

2 comments:

dr witmol said...

I shouldn't laugh but the punchline is a gem. I hope my package arrived there safely (or will arrive there safely very soon). Happy anniversary.

(Remember RICE = Rest Ice Compression Elevation).

Janne said...

package arrived in one piece, and we have already enjoyed some of the mustard :). Very tasty I must say!

The doctor checked my ankle. Nothing broken, but it might hurt for up to two weeks. Damn. Oh well, back to the grindstone tomorrow.