I lay the blame squarely at the feet (pardon the pun!) of my gorgeous Tony Bianco Febe sandals - my Febes, why oh why did you betray me? We always were so close, how could you do this to me?
Or in all fairness, maybe the blame should fall on the shoulders of the idiot who thought she could run down the stairs wearing said sandals *facepalm*
I spent several hours in the ED this morning, where it was confirmed that, mercifully, nothing has been broken. Not quite so mercifully, I have badly sprained (possibly torn) my ACL, and it is hurting like buggery right now *cries* Spending the rest of the day at work, unable to properly elevate my leg, really can't have helped - should have listened to the good ED Dr and gone home I supposed
V brought home cake to cheer me up - from some amazing little cafe in Crows Nest. The coconut/raspberry concoction is amazing!
Jasper feels my pain, and mourns my poor, battered leg with me - and then tries to climb over and sleep on said leg, repeatedly, and cries when I push him off, bless
Not quite sure whether I will be able to forgive my Febes - certainly I won't be wearing them (or any heels!) for a good long time to come. Ballet flats for the next few weeks, here I come!