I seem to be accident prone. It seems every few weeks I am injuring myself. This is a recent development that I find rather troubling.
This time the injury came while playing a casual game of basketball with a group of friends last Thursday. At some point during the game, doubtlessly after one of my amazing drives and slam dunks (ok, maybe not), I hurt my big toe on my left foot. I remember turning to Amy Schmidt and saying, "Ha, boy that hurt." What is odd is that I have no recollection of what 'that' was. Did I trip over someone's foot (much more likely than slam dunking)? Did I stub my toe? No idea.
Despite the mild pain, I played for another hour or so. When I finally got home I took off my shoe to find my sock red with blood. Uh oh. That generally isn't a good sign. I peeled the sock off to discover my large toe nail could bend way back, revealing the fleshy interior of my toe; also not generally a good sign.
For those of you that saw me at church, this is why I wasn't wearing shoes. I have my toe wrapped and am hobbling around the house. It hurts quite a bit. I am still left with the question: how on earth did I do this while playing basketball?
No comments:
Post a Comment