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It was last year. I stepped on an uneven bit of sidewalk when I was hurrying for the bus. My ankle collapsed under me and I pitched forward into an uncontrolled and complete face plant. Not pretty.
My ankle ballooned as I sat on the bus. I was on my way to dinner with friends and had to sit with my foot elevated on a chair throughout dinner. It took weeks for my ankle/foot to feel any better.
I am such a spazz...
The only other recent fall wasn't so much a fall as it was an uncontrolled tumble during drunken sex. It involved my shoulder and my wife's lips and teeth. Blood was exchanged as well as much laughter.
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"My hands are on fire. Hands are on fire. Ain't got no more time for all you charlatans and liars."
- Old Man Luedecke
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