well. poo.
I've waited on posting about this til the Xrays came back. I'm glad i did! My foot is NOT BROKEN! YAAAAAAAAAAY!~
but just cause it's not broken doesn't mean that it's not bruised, still kinda puffy, and unhappy about bending in ways that feet ought to bend. The doctors gave me a soft foot brace thing and some crutches. I can now hobble around in little circles awkwardly with MORE chance of falling on my face. I'll be frank, these crutches do not make me feel stable. I'm pretty sure that if i were to use them for anything involving more than 50 feet of movement in a straight line over non-sloped terrain, i'd fall on my face and break my nose with one of them--and prolly my arm with the other.
So. That means i'm here. On my butt. In front of the computer. I know i've got a long long list of things that need doing here at my desk in front of my computer. This may be the higher power's way of stopping me from gallivanting about and forcing me to fucking DOING them.
Or i should just be more careful on stairs.
but just cause it's not broken doesn't mean that it's not bruised, still kinda puffy, and unhappy about bending in ways that feet ought to bend. The doctors gave me a soft foot brace thing and some crutches. I can now hobble around in little circles awkwardly with MORE chance of falling on my face. I'll be frank, these crutches do not make me feel stable. I'm pretty sure that if i were to use them for anything involving more than 50 feet of movement in a straight line over non-sloped terrain, i'd fall on my face and break my nose with one of them--and prolly my arm with the other.
So. That means i'm here. On my butt. In front of the computer. I know i've got a long long list of things that need doing here at my desk in front of my computer. This may be the higher power's way of stopping me from gallivanting about and forcing me to fucking DOING them.
Or i should just be more careful on stairs.