Accident Prone?

Yesterday I busted my ankle. Well, maybe I spraint it... I don't know. It hurts. I was walking in Point Pleasant park and I tripped/fell hard and twisted the ankle good in the process. I sat there in the wooded path for a while wondering whether or not I could stand up. I fell so hard my glasses flew off... seriously. Along came some strangers and their dog and they helped me up. I made it back to the car on my own.

I iced the ankle 15minutes on and off for two hours. I stopped because I was tired of doing it. I watched an old favourite, "The Power of One" for the duration. I like that movie. I like P.K. I like how he wants to change the world and I like the African music. I'm still singing it. And my ankle still hurts. It's swollen. And I've been hobbling around all day.

People used to say I was accident prone... well maybe not people, but family. I've never broken a bone but I've had some stitches and lots of bruises... I bruise easily. But I can't remember the last time I had to ice anything... or hobbled for that matter!