So I get out of bed this morning and promptly fall down.
As I'm sprawled out on the floor, wondering what just happened, I noticed that my left ankle (which, for the record, I broke ten years ago) hurt a little bit.
It hurts more than a little bit now. Still walking rather limptastically on it, though.
I'd go to a hospital, but the health insurance that I was told would begin on the first of the year has yet to deliver a card.
Ow. Ow. Ow.
Maybe I'll take some pills at lunch.