AHHHHH! Story time, I’m sitting here listening to The Last Podcast on The Left and felt like I should post something here and it’s been one hell of a week already so here we goooo!
I was extremely sick a few days ago out of no where. Puking, fever, cold sweats, it was nasty and I felt disgusting. I didn’t want to show my face in public and spent the worst of it in my bed binge watching shows on Netflix in between bathroom trips to throw up everything I attempted to eat. I also couldn’t sleep because my body was in such agony, so I was mentally AND physically exhausted.
The day after it passed I was feeling like a million bucks in comparison to the day before, so I was on the ball and getting my shit done around the house. I was crushing it!
I was walking into my spare room to light some incense, drop some essential oil into my burner, and pick out a book. I had just finished cleaning the house and was 100% ready to zen the fuck out.
As I stepped through the doorway something happened, something we all dread, something inevitable, something that has happened to the best and worst of us.
My baby toe stubbed on the door frame! However, not only did it stub, it straight up CAUGHT on the door frame and the entirety of the rest of my body continued moving forward. Inertia 101 guys, objects in motion stay in motion, unless unbalanced forces interfere, my unbalanced force was that god damn baby toe catching on the door frame.
I face-planted onto the floor and spent the next 5 minutes writhing, still on the floor, in pain. I was pretty sure I heard something crack in my foot.
So yeah, it swelled up almost immediately. By that night it was black and blue across the top of my foot, leading from that toe. By the next day it was a worse looking mangled mess.
I can’t walk on it, so I’m limping. I can’t put my boots on so I haven’t left the house. I am going crazy ya’ll!!
But on the plus side, I have 2 weeks and 2 days in since I quit smoking.
I’m okay.. really..