Ow! #$%#!!!
This morning I let the dogs out for a bit, then went out to check on them since they're known escape artists. They weren't visible so I ran outside to make sure they hadn't dug out. They were behind the shed, trying to, and en route to herding them inside I stepped into one of the crater-sized holes they've dug and twisted my ankle. Bad. As in I saw STARS from the pain. So it's sprained. I can't walk on it. And that botches most of my plans for the next week or so. It's not my first sprained ankle, but I really didn't need this crap right now. The pain is pretty bad, but I dont think it's fractured. If its still really bad in a couple days I'll go get it X-rayed.