no remaining uninjured limbs

I had a good time at the grad party last night, but was too tired going home and did a series of mildly foolish things that culminated in a fall from my bike. I twisted my left foot really badly; somehow it didn't want to come off the pedal. It wasn't so bad last night, so I iced it, took aspirin, and went to bed. Three hours later, it was swollen and painful enough to keep me awake and make getting out of bed very difficult. (Loft beds: great for the completely able-bodied who like only the missionary position.) I cannot walk on it unsupported without mental tricks I might find it hard to stop doing, so I guess I have to get some crutches. Limping heavily while using a kitchen stool as a walker isn't really tenable for going out anywhere, and I have people to see today!

Of course, I have a small but sore puncture on my left hand from the fall, and my right wrist has been unhappy for some time now, so crutches will be suboptimal too. At least if I'm not walking normally my right foot won't flex in the way that still hurts! Now how do I get to the drugstore for crutches? Poor awesome Wim was pressed into service already at 6am, but if I am to make my breakfast date his suffering will have to continue. I predict much napping in the household this afternoon.