My computer broke on the same day I found out my ankle was either sprained or broken (luckily I have my MacBook from college). That was last Friday. I'm still waiting on the X-Rays to come back. I hate even saying something in my foot could be broken, because I know it's not. I never thought it was. I just want to be sure it's not so that I know for certain that I'm taking care of it the right way. And most of all, I want to make sure I can get back to surfing and skating in an amount of time so short, I won't barely remember it someday. Although, I guess being laid-up is not the worst thing to remember because it makes you appreciate normal things like being able to lace your shoes up tight or being able to run back in to the house to get your sunglasses or being able to surf little waves all the way to the inside where the sand is yellow.
The truth is, I've been surfing anyways. Only once since I found out my ankle and heel bruises could be more serious than I thought, though. And it was totally worth it catching a few little insiders while our friends Ross and Jenny swam around next to us (sometimes it's about mental health, too).
I took my computer to the Apple Store today. I wrapped my hard drive in a baby blanket Nonny made for me, but when I went to unwrap it in the store, I realized it smelled like my halloween costumes did that time I left gourds, soon to rot, in the same box with them for a whole year (kinda like musty old garden dirt that's never seen the sun). I need to find out why.
The doctor gave me some physical therapy exercises for my ankle. One of them is to try to write the alphabet with my big toe. That was boring, so I started writing sentences like "I think some of 'Shark Week' is totally fake" and "Devon heals quickly". Let me know if you have any other ones (exercises or sentences).