You know what happens when you get wrapped up in joy from recalling amazing experiences and intense happiness as I did yesterday? You forget about pain. Real, physical pain.
I was already unsteady on my bad ankle, which is actually healing, but isn’t used to being walked on for longer than 1 mile. Add in a dark Chinatown alley and some untied shoelaces and you end up with an Emmie down.
Whoopsies!
Thankfully, my clumsy spill took place on Sunday night and I was with a friend who provided door-to-door service (and I wondered why anyone would have a car in the city? I was super thankful!) and my hotel-mate Emily got some ice for me. The next morning I skipped my tour of the 9/11 Memorial (which means I must go back to NYC soon, right?) and instead sat in a cafe with my laptop halfway working and halfway watching the people bustle along the streets of New York City. It was actually quite peaceful.
My airplane gates were fortunately on the near sides of the terminals as I hobbled through security and then back through the Louisville airport to get my bag. Yesterday I could barely stand on it, so I had to pay a visit to my orthopedic surgeon today for some x-rays. Just a sprain, and the remedy is more physical therapy, which I’m already doing for my OTHER ankle.
One of these days I’ll be steady on my 2 feet again. In the meantime, I’m left to visualize what the next steps in my journey look like. Happy Hump Day!
Hi there! I’m Emily, aka Skinny Emmie, a thirty-two year old weight loss blogger, fashion lover, social media marketer, and writer. I’m on the journey from 455 pounds to healthy. 
