How to Properly Break Your Ankle: Days 23 - 38

The truth behind a broken ankle? There's not a whole lot you can do. Between the pain pills and the need to elevate your leg, it leaves you pretty immobile.

But a day comes, when you don't need as many pain pills and you can sit for a while without having your foot propped up and things start to look up. If you're lucky, your mom says, "As long as you don't feel drowsy after you take your pills, you can drive."

The possibilities seem endless. I can go outside, I can drive to parks, I'm free! And then the song "Born Free" starts running through your head and you get a full montage going of all the fun you'll have.

Boooorn freee. As free as the wiiind blows.

So the first thing I do? Crutch my way out to the car and check it out.

And then the worst happens. It doesn't start. In an instant, my freedom was stripped away.

I did what any normal human being would do at this point, I turned into a recluse. Some days, I refused to leave my room. I would just lay in bed and watch Arrested Development on Netflix.

 Thanks Shanée.

53 episodes later, I was at a loss of what to do next. I scoured Netflix for any else on instant play that would keep me entertained. I've watched movies, documentaries, and I've gotten myself hooked on Bones.  But the hours spent, when my brain turns to mush, follows a sequence of events similar to this:

Before I knew it, hours turned into days, days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into years .... oh wait, wrong story.

Instead, I lost a day, I was constantly a day behind and I couldn't figure out why. Finally, I did some investigative work.

Detective in training.

I've been required to put a WARNING in now, so here goes. The information that follows may change your view about me and the type of character you always thought I had, so please, proceed with caution.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

After my investigative work, I found an unlabelled document on my computer. I had hoped this would help me figure out what happened to the day I can't seem to remember. I opened it and found:

Click it.

Then I got an image from the day I'd lost.

Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere's Amy!!

I blacked out after that. I woke up in a state of confusion. Did I dream all of that? What day was it now?

I decided I was no longer trustworthy. Everyone would be safer if I just stayed in this one spot.

I'll update when it's safe again.