Last week, I was suffering from a weak knee–something in my left knee was a bit inflamed and painful. Nothing much, but it made me favor it somewhat.

Last Friday, I was at work and turned a corner too fast, slipped, and fell. I wrenched my foot on the way down, and was immediately in bad pain. An hour later, I couldn’t even walk. I went to the hospital by taxi, and had x-rays taken. I came in the next day on crutches–with a fractured fifth metatarsal–the same bone I broke five years ago. This is a hairline, not like the major separation I had before, but it has me back in a cast and on crutches.

The next day, I had that problem with the PC part and Dospara, setting back my ability to make the PC I had planned for so long. Additionally, I would have to cancel the trip to Akihabara that the Computer Making Club had planned for so long. Also, unable to drive a car, Sachi and I had to put off our plans to get a Shiba Inu puppy, even though we had one picked out already.

Then, as I did preliminary work on the PC, I cut a finger badly on a sharp part in the case, producing a real gusher. It healed OK, but it was just One MoreThing.

But not the last. As I entered the office this morning, I lost balance on the crutches, and toppled over backwards, twisting my left hand, at the very least spraining the wrist pretty badly. It hasn’t even been a week yet since all this started.

At some point, I figure something pretty damned good has got to happen to me.