Last week I some how royally screwed up my left ankle - the one I sprained ten years ago when I fell off the lateral moraine at Fox Glacier in New Zealand. I was standing in the office, talking to one of the workers, and my ankle went POP! And I couldn't walk. And it hurt a lot. And I said Certain Words.
So I'm on ibuprofen and ankle straps and sitting at home. I probably shouldn't drink and take Nurofen, but I'm going to enjoy my time off work, dammit.