this is apparently a week of ow.

I thought I was done after ginormous dog allergies and my very first migraine (there should be greeting cards for that), but no. I fell in the street last night, twisting (or maybe actually straining) an ankle and gaining a giant knotty scrapey bump in my knee. Which, by the way, kinda looks like it still has bits of street in it. Um, ew.

Why am I embarrassed by injury, though? Do other people have this? Like, I went to lunch with a group of people knowing fully that it hurts to go up or even down stairs, and yet I did not insist we take the elevator. And generally, when I hurt myself, my first thought (after ow) is about who I think will be mad at me.

This seems pretty freaky to me.

memeage, part one zillion three

( My guesses. Was I right? I think I may suck at this game. )