I spent Friday afternoon in A&E where it was discovered I have a broken toe. To be honest, I knew before I got to the hospital that something was broken as I heard it snap.
I was having a shower on Thursday when I realised that I'd left the big window open in the room downstairs so I quickly finished my shower, wrapped a towel around myself and managed to bang my foot on the sofa as I went to close the window. I heard a horrible snapping, well actually it was a crunching, noise in my foot.
Though my foot hurt when I put pressure on it, I waited until Friday to go to the hospital to have it x-rayed as I thought the pain might subside but when I got up on Friday morning, I found my middle toe to be bruised right the way around and I couldn't put any weight on my foot.
The hospital have said that it's an intra articular oblique fracture and it will take six weeks to mend, but I'm sure it will feel better long before that. Meanwhile, I can't stand any pressure underneath my foot so there'll be no driving for me for a little while. It's not painful unless I try to put my weight on it so I'm hobbling around a bit at the moment.
I was told to sit with my foot elevated for two or three days so I'm spending the weekend being waited on whilst I amuse myself with knitting, blog reading and TV watching. I've got my Kindle by my side too. It's a good job that Mick didn't have a cricket match yesterday, though I know he'd have definitely preferred to be there than fetching and carrying for me.
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