The Tuesday before Thanksgiving, I sprained my right ankle in indoor soccer. I was going up against this guy, I kicked the ball and on my follow through, I stepped on his foot, and went over on my ankle, smashing my face on the sideboards. (it's alright if you laughed while picturing this pathetic display.. I'm sure it looked really funny)
|This is a bad angle, but you can get the jist that my right ankle was like twice the size of my left|
|The reason its all lumpy and stuff, is because I had it wrapped right before I took the picture. My ankle was still really swollen and bruised by my heel as well as going up ankle.|
So basically, I had been cleared to play again this past weekend, I played in both my indoor games (kinda tweaked my ankle in my monday night game), and then I somehow managed to sprain my OTHER ankle in practice last night! It's official. I have cankles.
I didn't fall asleep until 3 am last night because my ankle was so uncomfortable (and I left my pain killers in the car), then I woke up at like 7:30 am when I moved and tweaked my ankle. I tried to get out of bed, and realized I can't put any pressure on my foot! I had to get my roommate to grab my cereal, milk, bowl, spoon, and ice (for my ankle), and then I literally had to crawl to the fridge to put my milk away, and then crawled back to my room! I feel so pathetic, haha.
So here I sit, undecided on whether I should suck it up and go to class, or stay home and relax.