Roughly five minutes after I took the picture of my keys in the front door on Thursday morning, I fell in the driveway on my way to dye class and twisted my ankle pretty badly.
Hey, I'm doing pretty well, here; I hadn't hurt my ankle since all the way back in 2003, when I broke it on Superbowl Sunday, LOL. Not to worry, though. This is actually the mildest of my ankle injuries to date (and they have been legion). As of yesterday, I was off the cane and driving again. It's still swollen a bit and is sore, but not bad enough for me to take pain medication, except for at bedtime.
As my dad would say, "Carry on!"
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