This morning I was in my closet, pulling out long sleeves to make room for short, and my left ankle collapsed.
I fell into a shelf, thank God.
I also screamed at the top of my lungs for like 10 seconds. In the quiet aftermath, I expected neighbors banging on the door, but none came. Good to know.
Anyway, I hobbled to a chair.
It's just a sprain. Since basketball days, my ankles have taken a beating.
Luckily, good friends right at the top of the hill delivered me a walker, which has been a huge help today.
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