turning an ankle...

you know it's not really your sunday when you do your ankle in after you've made only the first two baskets of the morning. but i guess it ain't that bad considering i wasn't exactly hobbling home and could still play on. and i can still hobble around the house, so that's not too bad either.

somehow, even though it's been sprained more than my right (not that i habitually sprain my ankles, i'd be a cripple by now), my left ankle has never really swollen up to the point it had been when i had my first major sprain. i remember hobbling home after school with much difficulty and when i got home, i could barely walk. walking downstairs to open the door for gek lye ee ee who came to treat my injury was a terrible chore as every step meant a shot of pain consuming my ankle. to think that this little injury occurred under such innocuous circumstances is pretty baffling as i was just dribbling down the line under no pressure in a full court game when my ankle decided to do a 90 degree on me.

hopefully it ain't as bad as it feels right now and heals quick. gotta get ready for ippt in one month's time.