stealth attack

The foot, perhaps sensing that its days of relaxation and sloth are coming to an end, this morning launched a stealth attack -- causing a heavy bar of soap to be dropped directly upon itself, precisely at the site of the break, in turn causing the foot owner to shriek and then hobble about in pain the rest of the day.

A bruise has formed.

The foot will not go gently into that good night.

the foot begins physical therapy

After the first day of physical therapy, the foot can sense that its halcyon days of lolling about and being waited on are coming to an end. The foot wants to smoke a clove cigarette, play some Jimi Hendrix really loudly, and pretend not to hear any of the orders to twist to the left or pick up a towel with its toes.

The foot is a difficult patient who likes to give off signs of impending recovery that never come to fruition.

The foot has perhaps become too used to its pampered and slothful lifestyle and no longer knows what a honest day's work looks like.

the foot is free!

The foot has reemerged into the world, shedding its cast as a butterfly breaks free of its cocoon after a long hibernation.

Unlike a butterfly, it is swollen, peely, and alarming to look at.

The foot wishes to be swaddled like a papoose, so that its toes are warm and cozy.

a project for you

I am dying to bend my ankle. In solidarity, please put your ankle in one position and don't bend it for 10-12 weeks.

itch

The leg under the cast is itching in the most uncontrollable way. I think the sociopath foot has done something to mess with it.

new cast

The foot has a new cast. Number three. It is too tight, like my entire college freshman wardrobe.

In fact, if tightness of garb is any guide, the foot is a disreputable trollop.

foot as bowling device

If you're getting a new cast put on (after having it removed for x-rays) and you mention that the old one dug into your foot at times, they will add so much padding to the new one that your foot will end up the size of a small bowling ball.

Be warned.

The foot burns.

The foot watches jealously as its counterpart is pedicured... a covetous, baleful malcontent.

the foot strikes

The foot strikes when you least expect it, such as when you are hobbling down a hallway on your crutches at your eye doctor's office, and suddenly you fall down, landing on the broken foot and causing a horrible scene that results in your eye doctor's staff having to push you around the office on an office chair with wheels while you try to pretend that you are not a ridiculous person.

The foot laughs a sinister laugh and goes back to lying in wait again.

the foot rebels at night

At night, the foot becomes a monster -- larger, and a bully. A swollen mass of malevolence. At night it yearns for Poe.

the foot does not like...

most things.

the foot has a dream

... that someday it will again take a shower standing up.

self portrait