Just call me grace

I fell this morning. Splat, in the yard on my way to work. I think I must have stepped on the edge between the yard and the landscaping and in my sandals I went over. I was on the ground before I even knew it happened. In reaction I got nauseous, clammy and was shaking. Scraped the heck out of my knee, twisted the ankle that I broke two summers ago and now the hip I landed on is sore. I called my boss to let her know I was working from home today--I was already working on being late and wasn't sure if I could drive at the moment.

After a day of ice and rest the ankle feels pretty good. I guess I'll be relegated to the bike and swimming for a week or so though. I'm anxious to see if it swells when I am out and about tomorrow.