All my life I have been prone to accidentally injuring myself on an almost daily basis - little things like running into doorknobs or finding the legs of furniture with my toes. The same has held true here in France and I can't tell you just how many times I've miscalculated and run into walls and doors.
This morning was by far my worse accident here to date. In my haste to climb into my bathroom and step into the shower this afternoon, I did not pay close attention to the fact that my path and the doorway were not aligned and ended up ramming my knee into the doorjamb. A rush of pain and one "Well that just figures, doesn't it." later, I found myself sitting on the toilet seat waiting for the water to heat up.
It wasn't until a few hours later that I realized bending my knee was decidedly more difficult than usual. Now there is considerable swelling and discoloration to my left knee and walking is something I have been trying to avoid.
Ironic, too, since today the weather has never been better and I was planning on walking down to the Jardin des Plantes. It's not looking like I will be walking anywhere any time soon and so I've tried to take a more let's-look-at-the-bright-side approach and have contented myself by gorging myself on grammar rules and more 70's cult classic films. Also, today when I opened up a random cabinet I found a box of girl scout cookies my parents sent me last month that I told myself I would save for a bad day.
So one box of Samoas and 5 films later I feel content - well, as content as I can be with an ugly knee.
This morning was by far my worse accident here to date. In my haste to climb into my bathroom and step into the shower this afternoon, I did not pay close attention to the fact that my path and the doorway were not aligned and ended up ramming my knee into the doorjamb. A rush of pain and one "Well that just figures, doesn't it." later, I found myself sitting on the toilet seat waiting for the water to heat up.
It wasn't until a few hours later that I realized bending my knee was decidedly more difficult than usual. Now there is considerable swelling and discoloration to my left knee and walking is something I have been trying to avoid.
Ironic, too, since today the weather has never been better and I was planning on walking down to the Jardin des Plantes. It's not looking like I will be walking anywhere any time soon and so I've tried to take a more let's-look-at-the-bright-side approach and have contented myself by gorging myself on grammar rules and more 70's cult classic films. Also, today when I opened up a random cabinet I found a box of girl scout cookies my parents sent me last month that I told myself I would save for a bad day.
So one box of Samoas and 5 films later I feel content - well, as content as I can be with an ugly knee.
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