So you know how I do all of that dancing to keep my spirits up and my head together and boost endorphins to stave off depression?
Yeah, well, I am waiting on an MRI today because friends, I cannot walk, and I am fairly sure I popped a ligament in my knee last night during what was an otherwise tremendously fun and challenging ballet class.
Which is kind of funny, because I was all depressed about my wonky period this week, and wanted to dance in order focus my thoughts on something that didn't involve my uterus.
And now I get to wonder whether I need arthroscopic knee surgery.
YOU WIN UNIVERSE. You fucking win.
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