Bad day

If I’m not blogging, it’s because I tore a calf muscle last night (that will teach me not to play younger and fitter grad students at squash), and while I was at the hospital getting crutches (I can’t walk on the leg for a week or two) a woman hit my car in the parking lot.

There are of course plenty of worse things that could have happened today, but this is enough to sap me of blogging inspiration.

I’m lucky: this is the first time I’ve had anything like a real injury. I have newfound respect for people with actual disabilities. I never realized crutches are such hard work. I am extremely glad for my rolly office chair and my hardwood floors, which means I can spin myself across the apartment for everything I need.

My downstairs neighbors may be less thrilled.

This also puts a kink in the Argentine holiday plans next week, but I am nothing if not adaptive. Glacier hiking adventure has just transformed itself into wine tour by car. So I cannot complain. But no tango lessons for me.

4 thoughts on “Bad day

  1. Did you know Yale has pretty much the most awesome tango club and teachers in the US? You should do a bootcamp (or take upper levels…) in the spring, when you’re good and healthy!

  2. sorry to hear about your pain but look at it this way: you are married to the woman you love. I think the girl I love just started dating someone else :_(

    I would trade places with you.