well, it's become clear that i, indeed, have broken my foot. i'm sure lisa is reading this right now and saying under her breath, "yeah, i told you so, you idiot." lisa's always good for a pep-talk. :-)
but, you know... over the years i've broken a zillion bones in my feet and ankles. if there's something to break down there, godammit i'll break it. i graduated college on crutches, for chrissakes. so when i heard that little 'snap' when i slipped on the ice last week i wasn't worried... i've been through this before. but i really wasn't in very much pain at all, so i questioned whether i'd really broken anything. my foot turned purple and green, but still i wasn't really limping. just look at that photo... it's plainly obvious that something happened inside my foot, but whatever it was wasn't causing me much more than very mild discomfort.
well, yesterday i was moving things around on in my office and i tried to catch a book as it tumbled off the shelf... i put weight on my foot in a weird, twisty way and it HURT. like the blazes. ow ow ow.
so, yeah. ok. it's broken.
still, i'm not going to the doctor. they never cast feet or toes. you may want them to, but all they'll do is give you an ace bandage, the fuckers. so i'm just going to wait it out... try not to run any marathons in the next couple of weeks, or go to cheerleading school or anything. i should probably try to avoid wearing any high-heels, too, but dammit if that's all i've been buying lately. i don't think i can bring myself to wear tennis shoes to work again... *shudder*.
after all of this, i suppose i shouldn't have been surprised when i read the first line of my free will astrology horoscope today:
Red alert! Your behavior is beginning to have an eerie resemblance to the guy who regularly stands on a street corner in Beijing and offers himself up as a punching bag.
i was wearing my wrist brace as i read this, too. i'm sure i'm quite a sight... it must look like the left side of my body is falling off. purple foot, black-braced hand. what a mess. maybe i can try drooling out of the left side of my mouth for full effect.
this is what happens when you turn 35, right? i mean, my birthday is in a couple of weeks... this is just a precursor to all the horrible body-things that are going to happen to me this year... i'm sure of it.
in an effort to forget about my impending physical failures, though, we are planning a birthday/housewarming party for the 21st. write it in your calendar. i'm frantically sprucing up the house in preparation for the big event (as much as a semi-crippled individual can, i mean). i am actually going to paint this weekend... i hate sea-green and i have never in my life been inspired by white walls, and i've got both. so they're all getting covered with 'pumpkin butter' (not literally) this weekend and i couldn't be more excited.
oh yes, and there will be no squirrels at this party... all the critters living in my attic have apparently been caught (and no one else seems to be interested in taking up residence there). there's been no activity in the traps since the 31st. that's 4 days. now all i have to do is figure out how to get rid of the mice without poisoning the cats.
Posted by xta at February 4, 2004 02:34 PM | TrackBack