the tragic tale of a broken foot
... its adventures and misfortunes
I shake my fist at "the foot" and then wag a finger at it for good measure.
Oh, dear baby jeebus, this blog is hilarious.I remember when I shattered both the bones just above my left ankle, and sitting, just sitting, for months. Waiting. Listening for the voice of my leg to call me, and say that I could use it again. Very gnarly.Stay strong, sista.
Wow.. your foot is mad at you.. I hope that you can use it again VERY soon. I can't imagine being without a foot, when it's still actually there. what a PITA!!
OMG this is hillarious!I hurt my foot a couple of weeks ago and I'm dying for recovery. Thanks for showing me that I have nothing to complain about.Get better soon :-)