A Tale of Pain

Earlier this summer, I had the distinct pleasure of breaking my first bone. I wish I could say it was while doing something dangerous, heroic or otherwise horrendously amusing. But, the truth is.... it was the result of my flip-flop-clad feet and clumsy nature colliding with the bottom of a ice cream parlor door. OUCH.

I didn't get an immediate picture after the accident. In hindsight, I wish I had. You can imagine my right pinky toe parting from the rest of my foot at a right angle. (it hurt so bad when it happened, I was sure I had ripped the toe completely off and was afraid to look).

After about 36 hours of keeping it taped in place, it looked like this:


The position got better, but the colors starting coming out after that.

Wearing my shoes for work was tough, and heels were totally out of the question for a while. I'm happy to report now, that all is back to normal. Back to running, heels, and living pain free. I'm very grateful home treatment seems to have worked.