Last week, as I was walking downstairs to my car in a San Francisco parking garage, I missed a step. What immediately followed was a series of cracking sounds. The sounds came from my left ankle.
I had to drive all the way home to Los Angeles with what might've been a fractured ankle. Good thing I don't drive a car with a manual transmission anymore- the clutch would've killed me.
The next morning I woke up and couldn't even stand on my left foot. I ...
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