My bruised tailbone (and ego)
Last week on one of my rare 'night outs' Freshman year would have been so proud. Starting around 6pm we downed pitchers without counting over at the old Adams' Morgan. I think it was somewhere around 11pm (and I honestly don't remember even doing it) that I fell squarely on my ass in a bar. More than once. I only know this because my girlfriend saw me do it the first time and told me I told her I fell a second time. There is a bruise the size of a greeting card on my left cheek. Ha ha ha, I know hilarious. It's not the bruise that hurts.

I'm pretty sure I have bruised my tailbone. It is excruciating painful to get out of a chair and I nearly burst into tears during the squats segment at the gym yesterday (more than a week after the incident). I roll sideways out of bed and avoid centering my gravity at all costs. Of course I googled the injury and this is all pretty standard. Even if I did break the darn thing they would only perscribe pain meds and tell you to rest it, maybe ice it. I tried that yesterday. The condensation got my skirt all wet and I refused to leave my cube until it was 6pm and most people had already left.

I feel like I have to avoid all my pilates/yoga classes because I can't move like a normal human being. This could last 6 weeks easily and some online whiners like myself say they have permanent lasting pain. F-ing sweet. Chalk that up to a winning bar injury. Up to this point my worst was a sprained ankle from sprinting from one bar to the next in icy conditions. Obviously I'm getting too old for this much fun on weekends.