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xraytheenforcer) wrote2007-07-07 09:29 pm
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I Am The Gimp -- Injury Report, and Life on the DL
Naw, not the Down Low. The Disabled List. I done went and fucked up my ankle** this afternoon, and now I can't even hobble around the house without Doug's help. I'm trying to remain upbeat -- hey! I can now demand to watch Pride and Prejudice in its various forms because, dammit, I need the psychic comfort. But in reality I am super-fucking bummed out. What a fucking mess. I hate being a cripple.
At least Doug has been ultra awesome about things -- hauling my ass around the house, fixing dinner, wrapping my foot, bringing me water and ice packs. Thanks, hon. :)
**I am mostly sure it isn't broken, but it's a really severe sprain, and is swollen like the Sta-Puft marshmallow man. I predict that by tomorrow it will be 60 glorious shades of crimson, purple and blue,
At least Doug has been ultra awesome about things -- hauling my ass around the house, fixing dinner, wrapping my foot, bringing me water and ice packs. Thanks, hon. :)
**I am mostly sure it isn't broken, but it's a really severe sprain, and is swollen like the Sta-Puft marshmallow man. I predict that by tomorrow it will be 60 glorious shades of crimson, purple and blue,
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Now that I think about it, my dad used to have a cane with a rapier hidden in the handle. I could loan it to you, if I could find the thing.* Two weapons in one! Stick 'em with the pointy end!
*pauses to wonder if one is actually allowed to mail swords, or if the postal service would, well, go postal about it ;-P
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a cane with a rapier? that is probably not wise, as I would be tempted to run my enemies through, and a sprain in jail ain't such a good idea.