Twisted my ankle walking last night. It's twice the normal size this morning and I can barely stand. Now I am waiting for a friend to come by and assist with my morning plant duties. There are two full flights of stairs to negotiate. and water has to be carried in buckets. I really hate taking anyone into my private little domain. Hell, even my live-in S.O. hasn't been in the room for a good six months. On the bright side.. I have a legit reason to break into my Vicoden stash.