I AIN'T NO CHICKEN!!
So, went for a check-up at the Urgent Care today, given that my steel-legged kitchen chair just jumped in front of my foot and rammed itself onto my pinky toe - the one that's attached to the broken bone. That, and it's been nearly three weeks, and I wanted to see how it was healing.
The doctor (not the one who saw me oridinally) initially didn't believe me that my foot broke when my brother stepped on it. Until he saw the X-ray.
And the staff was kind enough to blow up the image so I could get a really close look at how it was healing. (Looks the same to me from the X-rays three weeks ago, but that could just me.) I... I didn't know that a bone could splinter into shards like a brittle chicken bone. O___O No wonder the doctor was okay giving me whatever med I wanted!
But oddly enough, it's not the broken bone itself that hurts. It's the two bones beside it. Weird. (Then again, my body tried to convince me that my left ovary exploded, when it was actually the right. No wonder I'm always confuse! My own body doesn't know the difference between left and right!)
The doctor (not the one who saw me oridinally) initially didn't believe me that my foot broke when my brother stepped on it. Until he saw the X-ray.
And the staff was kind enough to blow up the image so I could get a really close look at how it was healing. (Looks the same to me from the X-rays three weeks ago, but that could just me.) I... I didn't know that a bone could splinter into shards like a brittle chicken bone. O___O No wonder the doctor was okay giving me whatever med I wanted!
But oddly enough, it's not the broken bone itself that hurts. It's the two bones beside it. Weird. (Then again, my body tried to convince me that my left ovary exploded, when it was actually the right. No wonder I'm always confuse! My own body doesn't know the difference between left and right!)