Once again, currently laying in the bath.
Last time I did, I had a small mishap.
I appear to have twisted/sprained/hurt my ankle over the weekend, no idea how.
Anyway, as I got out of the bath, I had to do so the "wrong" way round to how I normally do, so I could put my dodgy foot out first, slowly transfer weight, and steady myself. All very slowly and deliberately. So far so good. Now to get the good leg out, easy peasy.
Only I caught my (good) heel on the edge of the bath, slightly unbalancing me, causing a stab of sharp pain up my poorly ankle, completely unbalancing me, falling arse over tit backwards, smacking my bonce against the door, knocking me senseless, and then landing on my right arm awkwardly and heavily, making it go immediately dead.
So I'm wedged between the door and the sink, with my head now in the bin that's scattered its contents everywhere, and struggling to move with agony in my poorly ankle and no feeling in my right arm. And Mrs TB, having heard the commotion, repeatedly trying to open the door, right into my back.
What a stupid arse I was.
Today, I've brought the cordless phone in, she can supervise