Forget the yieppieh! Enter curse of your choice.
Yesterday I wanted to take the dog for a walk... again. Remember what happened the last time I tried this? The dog was cut open three times at his paw because he kinda broke it. Well that's the past. But you see, it always can get worse.
Whatever, Emma and I we took a little detour route so she could take a bath in the pond. She was running like a mad ...uhh ... dog in and out of the murky water. And stupid me didn't look where she was walking and CRACK, that was my ankle. Great, really.
My brother drove me to the ER (right after I hobbled the whole distance back home ... ouch) and we spent the rest of the day right there. Lovely!
Thank God it's not really broken. I kinda cracked one middle bone in my foot, but the worst is the really painful hematoma. I hate it. And I hate these stupid crutches. I HATE THEM.
We wanted to go inlineskating today...
Life sucks!
Whatever, Emma and I we took a little detour route so she could take a bath in the pond. She was running like a mad ...uhh ... dog in and out of the murky water. And stupid me didn't look where she was walking and CRACK, that was my ankle. Great, really.
My brother drove me to the ER (right after I hobbled the whole distance back home ... ouch) and we spent the rest of the day right there. Lovely!
Thank God it's not really broken. I kinda cracked one middle bone in my foot, but the worst is the really painful hematoma. I hate it. And I hate these stupid crutches. I HATE THEM.
We wanted to go inlineskating today...
Life sucks!