I spent the last few days mainly confined to my bedroom, or when hungry/needing to go the toilet/needing to clean , I spent it hobbling around on a pair of crutches. Some people might say that it was bound to happen. Some people might've even said that it was way overdue. But regardless, it has neither been a fun nor convenient way to get around :(

While I worked from home on Thursday, I needed to go in on Friday because I had a whole day blocked out for a media training course. Because it's confined to my left foot, I was able to drive my car to work (automatic) without too much hassle. The hassle however came when I had to cross the road from the Perth Concert Hall Parking Lot (underground) to my workplace across the road on St Georges Tce. Usually it takes 2 minutes. This took 22 minutes.
Then when I drove home, I needed to fill up on petrol. Unfortunately, motorists driving home in peak our traffic are not the most patient or understanding. This particular petrol station in East Perth is under going some work at the moment, so the exit is limited to one lane. Unfortunately for me, my car was the very first one there and also, the one at the front of that "one lane". Getting petrol, hobbling on crutches to go pay, and then coming out to see all the other drivers in their cars waiting with grumpy faces is not a rewarding experience :S
It's been 4 days now and my ankle is much better. I can now hobble without my crutches though my ankle is in its least stable condition.
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