I went with my mother to her work yesterday. Well, she works as a secretary for our local Church. Well, I have enough problems walking with my seizures & pain so we take the elevator. Well, the Church elevator has something wrong with it & if you don’t watch it the two floors don’t meet & so there is usually a step up or down the elevator shaft. Well, when we were leaving work the stupid elevator didn’t meet & there was about a foot to a foot & a half. I have this horrible memory problem due to my seizures & whatever the doctors can not find in my head. So I forgot all about the elevator problem. Well, I fell down the foot to a foot & a half to the bottom of the elevator floor. So now I have a badly sprained right ankle (which my parents are worried might be fractured), a contusion on my left knee & shin, a banged up right wrist, a forehead & nose that looks like some one hit it with a baseball bat & my left shoulder & upper arm feels like it has been hit by a sledgehammer. Well, my wrist hurts so much I can’t stitch. I can’t sleep because of the pain. I am going crazy. My parents are telling me that if it doesn’t get better soon I will be making a trip to the hospital. That is not going to be fun.

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Just returned from Family Medical Urgent Care in Republic where I got 5 X-Rays plus a prescription for some strong ass pain killers. Found out that it isn’t broken just a really bad sprain. The shocking thing is that it only cost $149 for the whole thing. If I had gone to the bloody emergency room it would have been in the thousands. So I have to stay off of the ankle for the next seven days & baby it. I am so happy that it isn’t broken. I was so worried.

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