Note to self: Do not ignore sprained ankle and continue walking on it, hoping it will go away on its own. Last night, I walked a mile and a half to hang out with someone. I felt fine for the most part and used my walking time to consult my physical therapist friend. I could figure out when or how I injured myself. No.. I wasn't drinking last weekend (at least not on Saturday or Sunday night). This morning, as I was walking to the subway, I had to stop and do deep breathing exercises. And now, I'm sitting in my cube, awkwardly propping up my leg and icing my ankle, regretting my passive approach to the healing process. I bought an ace bandage the other day but haven't used it yet (real smart) and now it's sitting in my apartment.
Hopefully I will heal in time for wedding dancing tomorrow!