Seriously.
I am going up the garage steps and my left leg decides not play along. I catch myself and say “ow, my toe. At least I didn’t totally fall!”
So I try waking on it and it’s not having it. I look down and suddenly I see my foot in a pool of blood. So I assess the situation while trying to cut down on my blood clean up. (Yes, you parents undertande that one LOL)
So what do I do? I get to a bathroom hobbling and wondering how to yell for help… at 1am!
Well I find my wound kit. (Again parents?) I pull out my saline wash, steri strips, and I’m gonna make it work. I hope I won’t need stitches. It’s not pretty but it’ll do for the night.
Thinking of you mama wise and praying for a successful treatment in Chicago and less clumsy! LOL!!
Thank you so much for thinking of me! I will try to be more careful LOL