Broken

I've done it again. I broke my rib 4 weeks ago. Today, I broke my little toe. Oh, this is beyond excruciating!!! I was walking quickly down a hallway doing our 'morning chores' and smacked my little toe on a door frame. I heard a crack, and thought to myself, "Wow! I cracked the wood on the door frame! I must have hit that pretty hard!" Then, I crumpled to the floor gasping in pain! I thought to myself that I just needed to walk it off. However, the more I walked the worse the pain got. I could hardly walk and I was sick to my stomach from the pain. So, I called Devin and he came and took me into the health unit. One look and the verdict was in! Fracture! So, my two toes are using the buddy system now and giving some support. I can barely walk without feeling the need to throw up. My foot is quickly turning amazing colors and swelling up like crazy.




Isn't my flip-flop tan fantastic? Ha! And the nail polish is STILL there from our pedicure around my birthday! Whew! Maybe that's why I broke my toe? It was that British nail varnish! Now we know what happens, Leonora!

I'm supposedly supposed to take it easy for 4 to 6 weeks. We only have 5 weeks left, and I HATE sitting still!!!!