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There were many firsts in America...
10 years ago
Who will save me from low doorposts? ...but ending up in the Emergency Room of a small town wasn't one of them.
So, yesterday my girlfriend found out she lost some objects. The last time she had seen them was before a hike we took in the woods. Now I'm already a bit familiar with that trail, so I said I'd do a quick walk around to see if I could find said objects. The trouble with the place I'm in however, is that it rains a LOT.
The trail has a lot of mud, silt and slippery stones. The latter preferably out of sight, you only find them when you step on them. In my case I stepped onto a hidden stone, almost lost my balance while my right foot was doing all sorts of movements it wasn't supposed to do. Ow.
I made it home, my right foot hurting more and more and I was cranky because I hadn't found what I had been looking for...
Move up n the day a bit, we attended a ceremony at a primary school, my girlfriends son graduated. By that time I was in agony. I couldn't walk anymore. Thankfully I got a couple of Ibuprofens from one of the teachers which helped surprisingly fast, but one thing was clear to me: I needed to see a doctor fast!
So I was driven to the local ER where my foot got examined and X-rayed. The conclusion was inconclusive. All that is clear is I strained my foot and there are no visible cracks. Doesn't mean it's not broken, though.
So here I am I'm cursing myself, 'cause I rented a big Dodge Charger for the week and I probably can't drive the fucking thing because of that damn sore foot!
So, yesterday my girlfriend found out she lost some objects. The last time she had seen them was before a hike we took in the woods. Now I'm already a bit familiar with that trail, so I said I'd do a quick walk around to see if I could find said objects. The trouble with the place I'm in however, is that it rains a LOT.
The trail has a lot of mud, silt and slippery stones. The latter preferably out of sight, you only find them when you step on them. In my case I stepped onto a hidden stone, almost lost my balance while my right foot was doing all sorts of movements it wasn't supposed to do. Ow.
I made it home, my right foot hurting more and more and I was cranky because I hadn't found what I had been looking for...
Move up n the day a bit, we attended a ceremony at a primary school, my girlfriends son graduated. By that time I was in agony. I couldn't walk anymore. Thankfully I got a couple of Ibuprofens from one of the teachers which helped surprisingly fast, but one thing was clear to me: I needed to see a doctor fast!
So I was driven to the local ER where my foot got examined and X-rayed. The conclusion was inconclusive. All that is clear is I strained my foot and there are no visible cracks. Doesn't mean it's not broken, though.
So here I am I'm cursing myself, 'cause I rented a big Dodge Charger for the week and I probably can't drive the fucking thing because of that damn sore foot!
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