Saturday night, the lights were out, and I was feeling my around the bed as I do every night. Something had changed just enough to throw off my plans. Our bedside stool that was not in its normal position, impeding my path; rather than going around it, I could not see it, and I attempted to plow through it.
In the process, I injured my toe — how much I do not know. I hate going to the doctor, and as much as my wife has encouraged me to do so, I have yet to do it.
Look at it, and tell me if I should go.
This little piggy went QQ QQ all the way home.
If the swelling doesn’t go down in 24 hours or so, you likely broke it, which is apparently not a big deal for toes (mom does that constantly).
It really swelled up yesterday, and it looks better today. But I’m still QQ’ing…I skipped class today because I was being a baby.
Dude you need a pedicure those have to be the ugliest toes I have seen in a while!
Uhm, John go to the doctor already!