Y'know, it had been a while since my ankle flat-out gave out on me.
Did it have to happen on the stairs?
SRSLY. Had just finished giving the Respecting Boundaries workshop, made it almost all the way downstairs, and on the second-to-last step, boom. Scaring my co-presenters quite a bit.
So... nauseous from pain, icing ankle. And verily I say nyargh.
EDIT at 7pm: Yeah, it is ever so fucked. This is the worst it's been in over a decade; I honestly don't remember it being this bad since the first series of injuries (when I was 14-15). Cannot put any weight on it, and I'll be hitting the doctor tomorrow if it doesn't feel better in the morning.