Random Notes

I slipped in the snow Tuesday on my way to work. I'd just crossed Juliana at the light and was almost to the pawn shop when I went down hard, twisting my right ankle and thudding down hard on my hands and knees. My lunch bag went flying head of me.

I stood up and dusted myself off as best I could. My ankle felt like someone had stuffed it full of kerosene-soaked cotton and then struck a match. The back of my left knee felt tight, and my right knee was giving off a dull ache. I slowly worked my way over to my bag, hoping like hell none of the passing drivers had seen me fall. Pain is easier than being embarrassed.

I was close to the office, so I got to my seat and stayed there most of the evening. Walking -- to the budget meeting, to the fountain, to the break room -- was always an adventure.

Paul was gracious enough to give me a ride home when the paper was out. Despite my protest that it wasn't necessary, he followed me into the building to make sure I could get up the stairs okay.

"I'll try to catch you," he joked.

"Dialing 911 will work," I laughed.

I didn't go to work Wednesday, figuring it would be best to stay off the ankle. I kept it propped up and iced it every so often -- the bag of frozen meatballs my sister left behind were perfect.

The time seemed ideal for catching up on Dragon Age: Origins, but it didn't work out. When the recliner goes back, I invariably start to doze off. It's like tucking a chicken's head under its wing to put it to sleep. That gaming failure lasted all of five minutes.

I spent the rest of the day curled up in bed and watching Seinfeld DVDs. I also finished reading Dark Force Rising and then waded through a Punisher paperback Kristofer loaned me called "Six Hours to Kill."

While flipping channels, I saw One Tree Hill was coming on Soap.net. I'm not averse to a few minutes of ogling Chad Michael Murray, so I stopped to watch. Turns out it was the pilot episode, and I was intrigued enough when it was over to start pricing DVDs on Amazon.

The ankle was much better this morning. It's still a little stiff, but it takes my weight and doesn't hurt. The bruise on my right knee is starting to yellow and should be gone in another day or two. I shouldn't have any problems getting to work. If I have a rough time getting down the stairs, I'll ride the bus and get another ride home.

Update: I didn't have any problems walking to work. I was a little slower than normal, but that's okay. It just meant more time for listening to the latest Rebel FM podcast.