I've been kinda quiet for a few days, hmm? There's a reason for that!
I had EPIC walking fail this past tuesday, and man, am I suffering for it. Mary and I were walking over to a friend's apartment, in the same complex as ours, when I managed to roll my ankle on a tree root, and completely bail on standing upright. I hit the ground with both hands and landed on my left side, which in retrospect, was a godsend. My right knee is less stable than my left, and it would have popped right out. Same goes with my right shoulder.
So I sat on the ground for about five minutes while Mary freaked out, both of us convinced that I had broken every bone in my body. But, weirdly enough, I was fine. My hands were a little scratched, but aside from that, there were no other immediate injuries. It was kind of astounding. I guess I've gotten to the point where, if I know I'm falling, it's safer to just go limp. I was almost 100% that I had snapped my ankle, but unless I've developed a healing factor (WOULDN'T THAT BE NICE), I was totally fine.
So that was tuesday. It's thursday now, and I am in
so much pain. The worst is my arms, I've got bruises over my wrists, forearms and inner elbows from the impact of hitting the ground. I can hardly hold a fucking pen (so painting and drawing is on hold for the moment, sigh) and my left shoulder is staging a rebellion against the rest of my body. My hips are aching, and my back is all freaking twisted up. Sleeping is a nightmare (Literally. I had some fucked up dreams last night.) and if I sit still for too long, I can't straighten my legs out.
But would I take all of this over breaking or dislocating something? YES THE FUCK I WOULD! I think the only part of my body that's NOT hurting right now are my knees, which is remarkable.
( And now, cut for mushy relationshippy shit.Collapse )Right. Enough of this sitting around and letting the pain catch up to me. THERE IS WORK TO BE DONE!