Clumsy

This past Saturday, I fell. The most embarrassing thing is that I fell in front of like 20+ people, to which I knew like 4 of them only? Falling in front of a bunch of strangers is embarrassing, but also the fear of like crap I messed up my ankle, again.

A little over three years ago I broke my right ankle at a festival. Was I intoxicated yes, I was, but it also didn’t help that I was wearing platform shoes? I broke my ankle so badly that it was hard to get surgery and now I have a plate and rod in my right ankle. It took a few months for me to recover from the break and I missed out on a lot of stuff during the time out.

Now here I am, repeating history. Once again, I was intoxicated, finally going out to have fun after being in hiding for a few months. Even when the night started, I had told my friend that I felt off, that I felt off or something was off about me being out. We had blamed it on the fact that I haven’t been out for a whole and its new territory with all these new people as well. Yet once again my instincts were ignored.

I mean it’s not like I could have predicted that I would fall and mess up my left ankle now, but I wonder if I could have been more mindful if I was more intune with my intuition. Clearly, I know now that platforms and drinking do not mix well, and I should stick with flats anytime I go out.

Well, here I am, “working” from home while I ice my ankle. Even though the x-rays show nothing was broken or torn, it’s hard to walk on it. I am concern that like the doctors are wrong, *insert eyeroll* yeah, I know how the doctors could be wrong. I’m just confused as to why it hurts so much to even walk on it.

I’ll post an update and hopefully by my next posting that I am able to walk a little.