So I mentioned in my las post that I’m not exactly graceful… well if you could have seen the swan dive I took onto the lawn on Saturday night! No I wasn’t drinking (don’t you know it’s not good for TTC or loosing weight?). I simply stepped onto the grass off a step and my ankle did twist and there I was kissing the lawn.
I cried like a baby. It was painful and I heard a dreadful cracking noise as I went down and I was totally convinced I had broken my ankle. Of course after two minutes of lying in the grass crying and feeling sorry for myself I decided to try to stand up and who would believe it, I could! Just a bit of a twist, a tiny bit of swelling (actually I think that may be my imagination) and now a residual ache. But I cried as though my dog had just died. I felt as though my heart was being wrenched out. If we hadn’t had to leave to go out, I think I would have cried all night. And when I stopped sobbing, the tears kept streaming down.
The thing is that on the surface I am feeling much better, focused on the positive again and ready to deal with whatever comes my way. So long as it isn’t physical pain!
I guess in addition to being a clutz I’m a bit of a pathetic cry baby!