I knew that she had to worry about the marijuana deliveries as well as our sprained ankle.
Last Wednesday I was playing hoops with our friends… Jack & I both went up for a block at the same time & I fell down on our ankle, then i landed in a way that made our ankle turn to the side. I knew it was sprained badly, my ankle was still hurting pretty badly after an minute & some ice, so I decided to go to the emergency room for an x-ray. I wanted to be sure that it wasn’t broken… The doctor took an X-ray & confirmed what I already suspected. I had a bad Springtime however nothing was broken. The doctor put myself and others in a boot cast for a couple of weeks to help keep our ankle mobilized. I went to toil with the boot on our leg. I told our boss at the marijuana dispensary that I could still deliver. She wanted myself and others to toil inside instead of delivering, because of the injury. I told her that I needed the money from the tips. I could not afford to toil inside of the store, especially after spending $1,000 at the emergency room. My boss told myself and others that she would keep myself and others on the delivery schedule unless I was too slow. I knew that she had to worry about the marijuana deliveries as well as our sprained ankle. The first morning back went pretty well. I did not have any deliveries that screened our ankle at all. The next morning, I had to walk up more than 2 flights of stairs to supply marijuana to an apartment. The elevator was broken & I thought I was going to pass out by the time I finally climbed more than 2 flights of stairs.