I am stupid.
After 10 years of being sooooooooooooooo careful, after nearly a decade of watching where I step, how I step, where I dance, which direction I dance . . . I blew it.
I was working on a show last night, and jumped off the stage. Not a big jump, just enough that I could get out of the kids way and see how they looked. This is a new stage to me, and I misjudged the jump. I knew before I landed that it wouldn't end well.
I won't see the doctor until tomorrow, but for now the knee that only had half of an ACL to start with, is swollen, basically immobile, and useless without crutches.
Thank God for Kooka. Again this kid comes to my rescue.
I fell about 30 minutes into a 3 hour rehearsal, and I talked her through all of the choreography and she demonstrated. Between the two of us, we got it done.
I am hoping it's just a strain, a sprain - but since it was already unstable, I am worried about what this means for the rest of my season.
I am so stupid.