Bleh
Last night while i was carrying Butters (my new kitty cat) down the stairs of Phil's apartment complex i ended up stepping off the last few steps the wrong way, fell down on the ground, and hurt my ankle. I dropped Butters on the floor, he was in the "pet taxi" cat carrier. Poor butters probably got freaked out. Well, it hurt so much i cried, i havn't had tears from an injury probably since i was a little girl. And even when I was a little girl I'd rarely cry when i'd get hurt. Phil said i scared him...he thought i had broken a bone with the way i reacted. Luckly i didn't! I was able to get up and limp to my car. I waited for the pain to calm down and ended up driving to my parent's house. It really hurt to step on the break with my ankle, but i made it home. My mom prepared a bag of ice for me to put on my ankle. Today, I was kinda limping to class, which sucked....but the pain isn't unbearable. It's all good now. Butters ended up staying with phil for the week. Poor kitty was probably freaked out by the fall! But he's ok too.