Here's another thing you might not know about me: I am exceptionally accident-prone. When I was younger, my mother -- who will tell anyone who asks that I "could jump in the air and miss" -- thought that years of ballet lessons would cure it. But all that really did was make me get hurt in a more graceful fashion.
Why do I bring this up? Because I think I sprained my ankle -- again -- and I'm not sure how. When I got home from work yesterday, it was fine. Between then and when I put my heels on this morning at work, something happened.
Now it is swollen and purple and it hurts to walk. So, I'm taking a pain pill and going to sleep.
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