I found out Friday morning that my foot IS broken. OUCH! The 3rd and 4th metatarsals on my left foot were broken when a glass cake pan fell out of the bottom cabinet and onto the top of my foot. OUCH!
I saw Girlkid's foot surgeon and after he reviewed the x-ray, he came in, leaned on the counter, put his arms across his chest, and grinned like a cheshire cat. Then says to me Girlkid is gonna loooooove this!!! He then proceeded to have a soft cast (PINK of course) on my foot and told me to use Girlkid's crutches for one week, then use Girlkid's walking boot over the soft cast for another week, then come back to see him.
Well, one trip next door to the in-laws and back and I tossed those damn crutches far far away from me. They tried to break my damn neck y'all and I ain't even kiddin. I nearly fell so many times...it was AWFUL!!!
In case you didn't know, let me be the first to tell you, injuries are for young healthy people, not old fat people...just sayin cuz this shit's for the damn birds.
It hurts, we've been busy, I haven't been able to rest it much and OMG today is my first day at work all day and it's killing me and I don't do much walking here.
My damn foot hurts...OUCH!