Well... shit.

Everything was fine. I'm still sick, but I really didn't care about it. So I decided to go to school.

I was waiting the bus, when everything went to shit.
I don't know how, but I fucking sprain my ankle and fell to my knees.

"It's not so bad" I thought, after all, I sprained my ankle so many times before, so I get used to the pain. I used to wait until the pain fades.
Everything went fine, except for the part when I went to the infirmary because I was feeling dizzy and my throat hurts like hell, so I went and I got a pill for that.

Before my lunch time starts, one of the girls of my class accidentally pass nearby my ankle and twisted a little. She was sorry, but the pain grows. I got out of the classroom to the infirmary again. During that time, my ankle inflamed a lot and hurts worst than my throat.

I skipped classes until my mom comes for me and we went to the hospital.

Thanks to the insurance my school have, I didn't need to paid for anything.

I'll be using a splint for ten days, I got a new bruise in my knee, I'll be taking antibiotics for one week and probably take therapy after this.

Just one day after turning 18 and this happens. It's funny, because when I was about to be 1 year old (17 years ago) I got sick and I was interned for three days or so. It's not the first time something bad happens before or after my birthday, but it's the first time I actually get injured. I never break a bone before, so this is new for me.

What way to start adulthood, no? 😅