First, after waking up around five or so yesterday afternoon, I drag myself out of bed and, eventually, off the computer to go downstairs.
It is when I am preoccupied with pre-registering for Otakon that I bend down and feel something go twang in my lower right back. It's kind of unpleasant, but not really painful yet.
That changes as the hours go by. I start to get twinges more frequently, and they actually become painful.
By this point it's dark, and I'm pacing in the halls like I always do. The lights are turned off in the halls. I pace down the same corridor I always do.
I forget that there is now a large, very solid trunk right where my upper right shin is about to be.
The pain is almost tear-inducing. I manage to stagger downstairs and apply ice. Eventually, the pain begins to slowly recede. Then my back decides that it must twinge extra hard, every time I try to walk.
Somehow, I hobble upstairs and pop three ibuprofen in desperation. It doesn't help the pain of my bruised shin, but at least I can now walk without my back trying to destroy me.
This lasts from late last night until just a few minutes ago, when I'm pacing in the kitchen. I twist slightly--and I discover that a muscle is sprained somehow in my right foot. If I turn it in the slightest way, I am treated to eye-watering pain.
Fortunately, at the time I realize this I am right next to a bottle of generic Alleve. I dry-swallow two of them, then cautiously hobble upstairs. My foot seems to no longer be trying to kill me.
However, I have concluded that you can believe in a merciful God, or you can believe in creationism.
Anyway, I believe that I will spend today watching Star Trek and possibly making icons, if I'm coherent enough. Oh yeah, and playing FFIV Advance.