Only Me

I never knew that shoes could be so dangerous, especially once they're on your feet. This morning, I'm sitting up here with three broken toes and a slightly bruised ego. See, yesterday I thought I was too cute and put on some peep toe wedges and of course, like a fool, decided that I needed to take a walk at lunch time. I don't know why it did not occur to me that walking + wedges may = problems. But of course, I fell off of my right shoe, and landed flat on my face, but I managed to get my foot caught up in the shoe and injured my toes.

I was quick to get back up and keep walking, cuz you know how it is--gotta spring back up after you trip and/or fall so it looks like you didn't hurt yourself, or like you really meant to do that. Gotta maintain that shred of dignity right. But lemme telll yoooou, my toes were swelling all crazy, and I was definitely doing that "my foot hurts like hell, but I'm trying to maintain my cute" walk. I was afraid to take my shoe off for the rest of the day, cuz I knew if I did that, my toes would swell to the size of Barney's fingers.

I drove myself home, but as soon as I walked hobbled into the kitchen, D looked at me and my foot and said, "We're going to the hospital. Baby, your toes are to' up" and holla'd laughing at his 'joke'. Ha.

So needless to say, we ended up at the urgent care place and after a surprisingly short wait, I went to x-ray. They said I broke three toes and may have a slight sprain in my ankle. They sent me home on crutches, wearing the Ace Bandage from hell. I am not a fan. So instead of being a whiny cry baby this morning and staying home, I sucked it up and put on the stinkin ace bandage (cuz now there is NO hope of me getting this foot in anybody's shoe right now) and I am one-crutching it around the office.

There will be no walk during lunch. I think I'll bring some tennis shoes for the next time I get a smart idea like that.