Give me some good beer, conversation, friends, and music and there is little that will bother me. I try to treat others as I wish to be treated and when I don't, I like to think I learn from my mistakes. I believe most people are trustworthy until proven otherwise. I'm a conversational snob. I have little tolerance for stupidity or rudeness. Common courtesy is one of the best traits one can have. I believe there is conversation that is inappropriate for the dinner table. I love running into people I used to know, but am always happier if I look cute when it happens. I think there would be much less ruckus in the world if brunch were a daily offering.

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

I've Learned My Lesson

About a year ago, maybe more, I was at dinner with some friends in a Japanese restaurant. We were having a good time, eating sushi, drinking saki and Sapporo when we heard a clatter and saw the waitress had dropped a tray carrying water glasses. When she was done cleaning it up, I walked by to go to the restroom and somehow managed to find the one small puddle she had missed. Wearing flippers which are not well known for their traction, I slipped and landed on my backside with my left leg underneath me. Having had some drinks, it didn't really hurt all that much at the time and I got up, went to the restroom and then went to the movie with my friends.

The next day was a different story. I couldn't really bend it, but I could put some weight on it, so I wrapped it up, wrote it off as a bad sprain and moved on hobbling for the next 3 - 4 days. It has bothered me off and on over the months but I haven't given it much thought. I've had bad knees/arthritis since high school so annoying pain in my legs is something I am used to. Well, I've started running again. Let me amend that. I have begun to jog/walk with the pipe dream of running again. As a result my ankle pain has been getting out of hand. On the way home yesterday my left leg from the knee down was numb. Not being a complete idiot, I got in to see the doctor today and was told after x-rays that the tendon going from my ankle up my leg is almost three times the size it should be. So I am off to an orthopedic surgeon Thursday, not for surgery but for physical therapy.....hopefully.

Let this be a lesson to all you "oh, it's just a sprain" people.

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