Yes, I tore off a pound of flesh and struck red oil. Sucker bled a puddle the size of a small tea saucer on the bathroom floor before I noticed it. I thought I was going to fucking pass out. I wadded some 4x4 gauze squares around the toe and hobbled to the kitchen for a clean dish towel and filled it with ice. The ice pack stopped the bleeding and I was able to clean the bugger and fix a bandage on it. Try putting a tennis shoe over that throbbing shit and walking around. I tell ya it's a new level of pain.
On the way to the lab I noticed school buses with little sad faces wishing summer would last a bit longer. It's to long for me. Thank Gawd the knee gnawers are in school. The neighborhood is quiet again. Soon, when the weather turns a bit cooler, I'll be on the front porch drinking my coffee and taking in the morning quiet. *sigh* Soon, very soon.
This morning after getting drawn for labs I came home in a great mood. I decided to clean. I vacuumed the whole house and then mopped. I know I'm not supposed to go crazy like this because of my back pain. But David isn't going to do it. He comes home tired and on weekends he relaxes. Once in a while he will help me with the washing and cleaning but only if I initiate it. Ugh!
Well I'm going to go lie down with an ice pack on my back for a while and elevate my throbbing toe. Later my lovelies.