My toe is misaligned.
Imagine this situation: Boy gets home from lunch with friend. Boy changes into dancing clothes, get onto dance floor at home, dances. Boy conveniently ignores slight soreness in his foot that has been present and nagging at him for the past week. Sixty seconds later, boy lands from jump. Aaaand — wait for it! WAIT FOR IT! — boy breaks left foot.
Ohhh, how glorious it was to hear that crack as I landed from the last jump in my dance. Two seconds later, I cautiously took a step and the pain was absolutely, mortifyingly AKJFHAKF. No further exaggeration needed, dear readers, no further exaggeration needed. I am, without an X-ray, 95% sure I’ve broken my left foot. Of course, my father must be the typical close-minded douchebag and insist that I wait it out tonight, then skip uni tomorrow and go to get X-rayed at the doctor’s office just up the fucking road. Why he could not take me at 2pm today when it was clearly open, I do not know. Hence, without any formal image of any kind, I award my father the following award: Nastiest, Un-Empathetically Militant Douchebag Of 2008.
With that said, I’m going to skip my one class tomorrow to go and get X-rayed at said doctor’s office. This shows just how clueless I am about my own body — I estimate that while normal people take six weeks or so to heal a broken bone(s), I will take eight to ten. Because I really am cool and don’t heal at a conventional pace that way. What shits me the most is that I have a dance competition in just over a week (oh, how opportune, I hear you saying), and now I’m sitting here with the prospect of rapidly declining fitness and stamina, having to hobble with crutches up an infinite amount of stairs at my shitty university because it has no lifts or ramps on a desirable gradient, and a foot that is in so much pain but will not be fucking X-rayed until at least tomorrow.
Oh, no, wait! There’s more! My foot looks perfectly fine. When I cautiously point my toes, however, one toe looks misaligned. Very misaligned. It makes me gigglesnort. (No, really!)
Now who said there wasn’t fun in having a broken foot? Fuck.
EDIT: Alrighty, magnificent Doctor says there are no bone problems, but I do have three bruised tendons and ligament problems. Now doesn’t that sound equally as fun?
[#] Chien Yee, on March 25, 2008:
Eeep. That sounds painful. Some may take 2-3 months to heal. My sister fractured her arm before, and it took around that time to heal.
Your dad really should’ve brought you for that X-ray. If it was my parents, they’d fly, and I mean it really fly, to the hospital to get me checked. Last time they’d even do that when I had twisted my ankle too. I can’t seem to understand some parents. They just don’t understand how important some things are.
Maybe you can try soaking your feet in warm water? I heard it can relieve the pain by a little bit, provided you don’t walk or tire it too much.
*hugs* Get well soon.
[#] Cherry, on March 26, 2008:
Ouch, sounds extremely painful. I have never broken a bone, only bent one in my wrist, lol.
[#] Cici, on March 29, 2008:
Ouch!
[#] Kaylee, on March 30, 2008:
I actually winced while reading that, it sounds horrible!
[#] Jen, on March 30, 2008:
I’m glad to hear you didn’t break anything at least — ’cause that would’ve taken a lot longer to heal!
[#] Nano, on March 31, 2008:
My father does that too - whenever I have a medical problem, he just thinks I’m ok.
The last time I broke my foot, he thought it was just a sore.