So my day began with a toothache. Not a bad one, just enough to be annoying for a while. I took my antibiotics and got on with the day. Baby Russ was in a pretty good mood today too, so nothing I can't handle.
Middle part of the day; getting ready to go to Drama class. Trying to change pants, I lost my balance. I somehow manage to slam my leg down at just the right angle on my storage ottoman to get a bruise going on the toe next to the smallest one. Hard enough that I couldn't bend it without pain until I got home again and put some ice on it for a while. I've been hobbling a bit since, but still bearable.
So I do get to Drama and participate just fine by and large. I didn't move around as much as the activities required today, but it's alright. During the break, I ran (well, no I didn't, but you know what I mean) down to one of the water fountains to take my pills for my teeth and a Vicodin for the pain in my foot.
I have a weird relationship with Vicodin. The first time I took it, it made me stupidly dizzy. The second time had no effect that I could see. Sometimes it makes me loopy, sometimes it doesn't. It didn't this time, but it did leave me tired. I decided to wait the effects out in the English department lobby. I read for a little while, until I put my head down and that was enough to go to sleep. I woke up to Minnick yelling at me and giving me a look that reminded me of an Irish Setter.
You know the look. |
So yeah, that was my day. It seems like my most dramatic injuries occur in the most boring ways. Like the time I broke my leg by falling of a swing.
Anyway, pain or not I'm going to see Brave in the morning because fuck yeah Pixar. I shall report tomorrow!
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