And I Have Hurt Myself - Again, Yet, Still

Blog Post created by Youngatheart.7.4.12 on Apr 20, 2019

OK - so I was battening down the hatches for the severe storms that were due to roll through yesterday afternoon. It involved taking down my mailbox which I have sitting, unattached, on my porch ledge.  I keep a brick in it to keep it in place, but high winds could still send it sailing - a devastating metal missile with brick!  So - part of my preparations involved moving it off the ledge to the porch floor by the steps............

I was standing on the sidewalk three steps below it, lifted it to move it down, and the brick came careening down the length of the box, pushed open the door, sent it into the bridge of my nose and then sent it in a corner dive into the top of my foot. It left a two inch x 1/2 inch laceration in the top of my foot, which bled like a stuck pig.  Left bloody footprint puddles everywhere I stepped, and I could not get it above my heart AND apply pressure at the same time, so called 911.  

Of course, they took me to the local sh*tfest hospital where they left me in an examining room sitting up with my foot on the floor, and the gauze wrap filling with blood at an alarming rate.  I finally got off the exam table, put the head down, moved the side table over, laid down and put the foot up on the table...........and NOBODY mentioned I had done that when they finally came into the room.  X-rays showed I had broken the big toe metatarsal in several places......and the laceration needed stitches.

Thank Heavens they didn't deal with the break there - I am in a boot up to my knee until a Wednesday appointment with a University of Maryland foot orthopedist.    And I am on crutches - AGAIN - but at least I can still get upstairs to my bed and back down...fix my own coffee and food.  I won't know if the bone will need anything special to heal until Wednesday.

Prayers for no surgery will be appreciated.

(and the storms passed us by - not that I'm complaining)

(and I haven't smoked over it - nor has it even been a blip on my radar!)

(and I am going to ask a friend to look at my back to be SURE there isn't a bullseye on it - because I am pretty sure there MUST be one!)