I Fought the Ice, and the Ice Won

At 7:30 AM yesterday while scurrying down 7th Avenue in Park Slope, I hit a patch of black ice and took a nasty tumble.  I was so dazed I didn't know what hit me until two bystanders generously helped me up.  Luckily I was a block from home and hobbled back.  My right ankle is now twice the size of my left ankle. A visit to the doctor and an x-ray confirmed that it's not broken, but I have been ordered to Rest, Ice, Compress, and Elevate for the rest of the week.  Translation: no school and a lot of Netflix On Demand.