I recently broke my little toe. I stupidly walked into a mini refrigerator. You’d have thought I was blind or something. The reason I want to give a humorous slant to this kind of injury was because of some of the self help information I found on the internet.
Now I’ve broken toes before. You get broken toes by running into things, things running into you, or objects falling on your toes. One piece of advice I have is, WATCH WERE YOU’RE GOING. I have failed to follow my own advice.
In some article I read (I wouldn’t want to say who or where I heard this from) the statement was made, as soon as you notice the injury… OK, when I noticed the injury I began to hop around and curse and swear. Normally you won’t hear me say such awful words (right), but smacking your toes on a refrigerator might make you delirious enough to utter just about anything, even with small children present.
The next piece of information I read was to go to the ER and get x-rays. The only way I’m going to the ER for a broken toe is if I’m bleeding, the bone is showing, or my toe is horizontal to its original position.
Who would have thought that so much pain could be caused by such a small body part. Here’s what a doctor will do for you. He’ll take an x-ray, and feel your toe (God help him if he touched my toe). He will probably buddy tape your toes, charge you an unreal amount of money, and maybe give you some pain pills (Pain pills always make me throw up). He’ll tell you to stay off your feet, ice your foot, and keep it elevated. That’s exactly what I did.
It’s been three days since I smacked my toes. I’m feeling better, thank you. I’m not doing a lot of walking, and I can’t wear anything but flip flops, but in a couple of weeks I expect to be mostly recovered.
Every time my dog or Granddaughter comes near me I flinch. I’m afraid their rowdiness is going to roll onto my toe and I’ll have to curse again (so far so good). I did decide not to go to a two year olds birthday party. I didn’t want to choke some cute little toddler for stepping on me.
I’m going to try to be less clumsy in the future, but that’s no guarantee that this will never happen again. This year has been kind of bad for me. I’ve burned myself on the oven, sliced myself with a knife and now this. Keep your fingers crossed for me as I pledge to go the rest of the year uninjured. I’m going to take this one painful step at a time.