So yesterday I broke one of my toes, the middle one. (A quart of paint fell on it.) From the top, it looks fine; from the back, it’s all purple and black. And of course, I’m limping. I’ve broken toes at least a dozen times, but this is the first time I’ve had trouble walking on one.
Sometimes it feels like the universe is conspiring to keep me from walking like a normal person.
UPDATE: The doctor says it appears to be a slight fracture of the metatarsal head and is sending me for an x-ray.
Susie: You’re such a luddite. We spray paint billboards now.
She’s not a luddite. But she sure has bad karma. What’s up with that?
End result (as you know): They will tell you to tape the broken toe up to the next toe. Voila! Time passes, broken toes heal. There is nothing else to do.