A few posts back, I had mentioned that I first noticed my ankle pain and swelling when I was attacked by Gus, my sister's ankle biting Corgi, and a year later had lied about tripping off the treadmill. Well, today is confessional. To Chandra and Barbie, my closest friends, I want to say I'm sorry for lying to you the most, and to everyone else I would like to apologize too. I just didn't want to look like a fat @$$ who swells.
I am a clumsy person. Who else could fall into a hot tub while sitting down and sober?
It's hard to explain to someone why you have swelling and pain when you have no recollection of an injury, thus I made them up. I was embarrassed to admit that I was simply hurt at no apparent cause.
The only real injury I've had was falling into the boat and spraining my ankle.
I didn't sprain my ankle dancing at the Panic concert last May (I couldn't explain the swelling and pain that had come on so rapidly).
I have never fallen off my heels (You may notice that I stick to flat soled shoes now).
I have not tripped into walls thus injuring my hand and wrist.
I did not have a broken wrist from shark fishing, BUT - although my hand was already the size of a balloon when I did go fishing, I DID tear cartilage in my wrist. When that injury never cleared up, I was sent to a hand specialist who knew immediately what was going on.
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