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Groan.

Last night, I smashed the little toe on my left foot against the frame of my bed. A metal frame.

I almost gained the ability to count to 21.

It was ... well, less painful by morning. But I just spent the whole day walking around (or rather, limping around) on it. Once I got used to the pressure of the shoe on it, it wasn't too bad. But I still was limping right untill I got home.

The worst part was actually the few times when it wasn't hurting enough for me to notice it. Then I'd do something stupid like making a sharp turn on that foot. Or my personal favorite unconscious habit, tapping the toe of my shoe behind me when I lean on the counter. That brought a whole world of new pain.

And just because I know that everybody love stick art. I drew a little comic of how I hurt myself. It's in the extended entry.

(Believe it or not, I really didn't swear when I did this.)

Posted by GEBIV at August 2, 2005 09:20 PM | TrackBack