My San Francisco nightmare

In Spain to say that you are having a bad luck period we use "me ha mirado un tuerto" and in my case I could perfectly say that "me Han mirado mil tuerto a". After a difficult period, just arrived in SF, and missing my friends, family and Grace so much... and even a difficult work period, now that everything looked like going in the right way, the day before yesterday everything AGAIN changed... Don't ask me how, but I found myself laid in the ground in the middle of San Francisco.

The only thing I wanted was to cry, but everybody around me was looking at me and I stand up and continued my way... OK, now is two days that I'm at home, the doctor told me not to move my ankle, my leg and even my body for at least 4 days!!!!! this four days if it's not broken (that I won't know till tomorrow)... and to be honest I can't  think about something more boring than this. At home, alone the most of the day, and laid in bed!!!! OMG! 

The only think I want more is going to the gym and running and jumping! 

I see this pictures taken just three weeks ago and I can't even recognize me!!! 

(and I don't want to think about the kilos in more I'll have with me when this nightmare finish!! I can't stop eating!!!! ) :(((