Well, I fell down some cement stairs during a freak rainstorm, and I sprained my ankle, and here’s a photo of it a week later – most of the swelling has gone but it’s still kind of fun-colored. Those aren’t water drops – those are tiny tears. My ankle cries all the time now.
This ankle thing has not been enjoyable. But it has been a wonderful insight into how rad and useful working ankles are.
And best of all, I had a theme song… ‘It Must Be the Weather’ by Holy Ghost. This amazing song sounds like it was written in the 80’s, but it wasn’t, and is full of depression and anger-related motifs… PERFECT.
“I fall, I fall back down the stairs”
– YES That is just what happened!
“Holding on to nothing just as fast as I can”
– YES I did that!
“And you can walk it off it seems”
– Yes I did initially think I could, but as it turns out, that was a terrible idea
“I call my guy and say, ‘Have you got new news?'”
– And here is where the song starts to talk about drugs, I think, and I get a bit lost. But the taxi driver who picked me up after I fell did advise me to tell the doctor that normal painkillers make me nauseated so I could get a medical marijuana card. So there’s kind of a parallel…
Also, limping around town has made me feel a bit embarrassed. And feeling embarrassed makes me feel ashamed, like my secret dislike of disabled people has finally been uncovered. But then I read South of the Border, West of the Sun by Haruki Murakami, in which the narrator crushes big time on Shimamoto, a girl with a limp from childhood polio. The narrator actually LIKES Shimamoto’s weird foot-dragging walk. That cheered my ankle up quite a bit, and I think we’re going to move on to sunnier theme songs soon.