Well, in a display of coordination worthy of retired gymnasts, I managed to stumble over the baby gate last night and landed with all my weight on the side of my foot. And then noticed that one of my toes was crooked. At the hospital, I noticed that another one was also. (crooked and floppy)
I am the proud new owner of taped toes, a crutch, pain meds, and a unique limp. My family calls me “Gimpy”, and I’m told it’ll take 6-8 weeks to be healed.
In an ironic twist, this was hours before Lia’s family showed up to visit for Joel’s birthday, so we had plenty of help around the house to cover for my gimpiness.
Several days later, it’s already feeling better, but I have to stay off of it, or oddly, it AND the other foot feel sore. No idea what that’s about.
Pray for quick healing!
Thursday, August 27, 2009
The wages of clumsiness is pain
