Ever The Graceful, I took a spill and sprained my ankle

As I am writing this entry, I am reclined on the couch with my leg up, and my ankle covered with a large bag of ice. Yes, the always graceful, never clumsy me, did it again. I was at my pal Kay's (shocker) getting ready to produce another awesome episode of "You Don't Even Know Me" with Chad Greer & Kay Hanley, when I received a phone call. I decided to take the call and step outside the studio for a moment. While holding my iPhone in my ear, I took my first step outside, landed on my ankle wrong, and DOWN I went. Luckily my knees broke my fall. On the slate patio. Yes. Lucky me lucky me.
As I laid there, writhing in pain, my first thought was the caller on the other end of the phone. I felt so bad my friend had to hear that and not know what happened only to hear me yelling and screaming obscenities. Luckily, I have AT&T, so the call immediately dropped and he was spared all confusion. ha ha ha
I actually broke the very same ankle 9 years ago falling off a horse in Cabo San Lucas. So a trip to urgent care and subsequent x-rays were definitely in my future. I knew it wasn't as bad as Mexico, but I had to make sure. So here I am, a week later, with a bad sprain, some heavily scraped knees, and a bruised ego. I feel like an ASS of the highest order. I know it was a freak thing, and in no way could I have avoided it, but it doesn't make me feel any less guilty. Having to ask friends and family for help like this is super hard for me. I never want to feel like a nag. I loathe being dependent on others.
That being said, my network of friends and family have gone above and beyond the call of duty on this one. Whether it's hosting a bbq for my Dad's birthday, or helping shuttle my kid back and forth between school and swim lessons, I am BEYOND grateful.
xoxo
Ang