A few nights ago, my left foot decided to collapse on me.
I knew it was coming. Too much excess weight on a weak support system (due to lack of exercise obviously), coupled with plain carelessness equals fracture on my 5th metatarsal bone.
Ouch.
After a visit to the doctor's and the radiation room (and too much crying for a 33-year old), I entertained myself with my newly acquired toys.
My spiffin new astronaushoe.
So cool I'm thinking to buy its other half, Mr. Right :)
So nice to be able to lean during times you are weak.
These crutches are heaven sent. :)
Now all I need is a mini fridge beside my bed.
It's a pain to walk to the refrigerator for chocolates and milk.
