Eek Barb! Is it swelling?

Not swelling, no, except for maybe in the most minor of ways. The skin over the ankle bone is way sensitive, meaning whatever's beneath the skin is probably pretty bruised. What's odd is I can flex it and put weight on it and all that good stuff, but flexing it a certain way exacerbates the numb sensation and while I can walk without limping, the outside arch of my foot aches and tingles quite a bit when I do.

Lewis is worried that I might have a chip or something. In between rolling his eyes at me for the creative manner in which I find to injure myself.

I hate to admit he has a certain point there- I was a jock most of my adolescence/young adult and never, ever once hurt myself. Yet I can trip over my own feet walking and do a number on myself. I've been known to give myself a hip pointer trying to get out of my office chair.

Barb, how did you get the original injury? Banging it into something?

Yeah, Saturday night when I was putting ear drops in Jasmine's ears, she was resisting and managed to back me into the corner of the dishwasher. At the time it felt like the ankle equivalent of hitting the funny bone. I figured I'd just sustained a deep bruise right on the bone, but the tingling is really making me think that something's going on with a nerve.

Yeah, that does sound likely. I did some impressive damage to my ankle once, but it was a rolling injury, not a bang.

Okay, I did it two separate times to both ankles, but only one required surgery.

Sequitors are not my specialty tonight.

I asked because I had the same type of thing, where I was almost fine moving the foot up and down and standing and walking, but twisting my ankle was problematic. Mine was a tendon injury, though, and I don't see how you could have done that by banging it.

Ooooh, Walking on Broken Glass!

I LOVE THAT SONG! And the video! That was my themesong/favourite song in my first year of University - I just adored it beyond the telling. I think I may sit here and watch it again and again and again and again and again. It's got that whole Wicked Lady thing going on, but with Annie Lennox in the Margaret Lockwood role, and with more of a Dangerous Liaisons aesthetic. And Laurie and Malkovitch! In powder and wigs! Gah!

is slain.

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In my experience, while boys can be cruel, girls tend to take it to the nth degree when choosing to be or act evil.

I was a fat girl in an urban public school. Guess who gave me more crap. Hint: the genitals were external.

Barb, I hope your ankle heals up quickly.

I finally got so overwhelmed by the house manager of the place I work at on Mondays and Tuesdays being so negative (constant whining - either about the residents, or to the residents, or about other staff) that I told her outright her attitude not only causes the residents to have increased maladaptive behaviors, but also it is overwhelming for me. What I did not tell her was that there was a period of time this evening when I wished I was at liberty to go hang around with the resident who was shrieking, because it would be more peaceful than her constant spewing forth.

I got a lot of crap from both genders but my cruelest tormentor was a boy and the one cool kid who stuck up for me was a girl. Incidentally, my cruellest tormentor, Matt Holt, was the head of the 20-year reunion committee.