the entire flight. I still have no idea how I managed to miss that first step. Anyway. I of course had bruises. Lots of em. My back was covered. Here's the problem. My leg is still KILLING me! One specific spot. Above and to the left of my ankle my ankle. It hurts when I jog enough to make me feel like hurling. Rarely done.. but at work sometimes necessary. It hurts when I drive up the dirt road to the barn. If I go and get it checked I am afraid that they will put me in a cast. Even a soft one will make it impossible for me to work my job. And I only have a few more weeks left(June 19) til summer break. But I also dont need to be messing it up more. And I am deathly afraid of having to climb a fence or such and landing wrong on it.