The Other Ankle

Can you believe it? After getting home from the Commisary, and putting away the groceries, Mom and I sat down have some lunch. I decided I wanted some kim chee, which was in the refrigerator in the garage. On my way down the two steps into the garage, I fell and twisted the other ankle. It was the same type of pain as the ankle injury in May, just not as intense. So I spent the rest of the day with my ankle up, icing it every hour. What luck!