Ow. Quit it!
Ok, I think I've had my quota of stupid injuries for a while.
First there was the Clothing Rack that decided to take a 1.5 inch long bite out of my arm. That'll leave a mark! At least the store paid for the doctor visit, and the tetanus shot. Plus they gave me a $25 gift card, so I can come back and hurt myself again!
There there was the incident with the MicroPlane Grater that decided it didn't like cutting plastic afterall, and thought my thumb looked much tastier. Oh well, I guess I knew I was taking a risk, but damnit I was going to get that stupid window blind to fit!
Then last Thursday, Shirl (my office mate, and racquetball partner) convinced me to go ahead and rent a locker and pay for laundry service. I was dubious as to whether we were going to continue playing for the next year, since we only started about a month and a half ago. But I went ahead and did it. So of course on Friday, while playing racquetball with Shirl and Cunningham, my foot came down with the toe on the ground and the heel against the wall. Needless to say my ankle buckled, and ended up severely twisted. And suddenly I remembered one of the reasons why I hated gym class. I twisted my ankle way more times then I care to remember. At least I already had the ankle support in my exercise bag. And ka3ytl accidentally left a cane at my house months ago. Oh well, no strenuous exercise for me for a week or more.
Blah.
First there was the Clothing Rack that decided to take a 1.5 inch long bite out of my arm. That'll leave a mark! At least the store paid for the doctor visit, and the tetanus shot. Plus they gave me a $25 gift card, so I can come back and hurt myself again!
There there was the incident with the MicroPlane Grater that decided it didn't like cutting plastic afterall, and thought my thumb looked much tastier. Oh well, I guess I knew I was taking a risk, but damnit I was going to get that stupid window blind to fit!
Then last Thursday, Shirl (my office mate, and racquetball partner) convinced me to go ahead and rent a locker and pay for laundry service. I was dubious as to whether we were going to continue playing for the next year, since we only started about a month and a half ago. But I went ahead and did it. So of course on Friday, while playing racquetball with Shirl and Cunningham, my foot came down with the toe on the ground and the heel against the wall. Needless to say my ankle buckled, and ended up severely twisted. And suddenly I remembered one of the reasons why I hated gym class. I twisted my ankle way more times then I care to remember. At least I already had the ankle support in my exercise bag. And ka3ytl accidentally left a cane at my house months ago. Oh well, no strenuous exercise for me for a week or more.
Blah.