Needless to say, I took a cab home.

With all the ice and snow outside, I've been super careful in trying to protect myself while traversing this wintry land to which I am not accustomed. I'm always careful when stepping off of curbs because  I have issues with depth perception so I have to be really sure of where I'm placing my foot, but even more so when I know puddles and whatnot can be waiting for me on the road.

I got to a curb to cross the street to get back to the subway station on the way home after this extra EU class this morning. I looked down and saw what I thought was just smooth road. I saw no signs of ice whatsoever. So I stepped and BOOM. My foot completely flew out from under me. The ice had apparently formed so smooth and slick on the road that I couldn't even see it. I knew as soon as I put my foot down what I was stepping on, but by that point, it was too late.

The good news is I didn't hit my head and I didn't damage my computer. The bad news is CONCRETE HURT ME. I wasn't seriously injured, I just messed up my back a bit, but OW. Luckily for me, my manager was super understanding and wasn't upset that I called out of work tonight, but considering how hard it was just to get up the stairs to my apartment, I knew there was no way that I could stand up for eight hours.

Tomorrow will be a day of rest in hopes that I can make it through church and work on Sunday with minimal problems.