I went to the urgent care. Luckily, I only have a really bad sprain. No fracture. The doctor suggested that I buy a hard ankle support brace.

I'm going to miss that urgent care center, and specifically that doctor I've seen three times this past year. He's even nicer than my general practioner who is hardly ever available. The nurses are nicer, too. The center is very new and pleasant with short waits. For longer waits they will call your cell phone when you are up, while you wait in the diner or Dunkin Donuts, next door. Only negative is that the copay is a little higher. That urgent care is about 1,000 times more pleasant than an ER.

We might go to the above center for our pre-Europe flight covid tests.

Hubby told me to take a PRN Seroquel. Oh well! My mood is still elevated, but wavers in intensity.