Okay... so I am a clutz. I was over at my wonderful girlfriend's house for a visit. We had our workout bags from the gym that we had just brought in from the car. She asked me where hers was and I said I would get it. I had bare feet.
I walked out of the bedroom and into the dining room past the table. The chairs are made of a bent chrome tube that forms the legs.
While walking by, one of the chairs LEPT out in front of me and attacked the little toe on my left foot... bending it severely backwards. I immediately fell to the floor spouting explatives. Ouch! Was it broken? It sure felt like it. It was very painful to bend if I could at all. A few days later, it was purple and red and swollen but apparently not broken. Ouch!
Boo Boo De Jour
Well... where do I start? Back a long time ago, someone told me that I was a complainer. Maybe I am. But apparently I am always talking about what is physically bugging me. This became affectionately known as the "Boo Boo De Jour" or to translate... the injury of the day. So, to try out this whole blogging thing, I thought I would document them here... for ALL to see. Ouch!
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