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.