I thought I'd let you all know that I invented a new way of crawling. You scoot along on your rear with your left foot in front of you, never touching the ground.
Why would I do such a thing?
Because I am in PAIN.
I was sick on Tues, so took the day off. While I was busy vomiting, my foot was conspiring against me.
I woke up this morning at 4AM, with my foot slightly swollen and with my eyes doing that thing they like to do when I feel pain. Oh yeah, that would be crying.
Left notes for Kal and Reb, watched Heroes.
Then, after they had left, I set out for the doctors.
It took me 45 minutes to walk. 45 minutes of bad pain.
They said, "you've done something to the muscle inside the foot." For that technical answer, which Kal had already given me, they charged $60. Dr speculated that I might have problems with my feet. I was sent for x-rays. That was another 200 houses away. It was only 400 to the doctors.
I got my feet x-rayed. I then started walking back. I stopped because it hurt, and I illegally caught a tram. I then hobbled to the train station, where I illegally caught a train, but had to get off because ticket inspectors came on, and I didn't want to get a fine to add to my $233 that I payed for my doctors.
I then walked the rest of the way home, crying all the way. My foot hurt.
It is now very swollen.
Do you want the really bad news?
I probably won't be able to dance on Saturday!
And even worse! How am I going to ge to Taco Bills on Friday to get trashed on Margaritas? Tragic! I am awaiting a strong man to carry me there and back, but then I've been waiting for ages.
In the mean time, I'm watching brainless movies, blogging, and trying not to do that thing that my eyes do when I'm in pain. I hear it ruins make-up. Fortunately, I'm not wearing any, but we must keep up habits.
I'm off work tomorrow, if anyone wants to stop by and visit me. Just remember, it takes me a while to crawl to the door.