Another Tuesday

It's been a wild ride this past week!  My worker is on vacation, so I'm having to do both my job and his.  That's ok, I get them done!  But it's been a rough go of it this time.  On Friday night, Sadie and I were both trying to turn around in the doorway to the little bathroom.  Needless to say, there is NOT room for both of us!  My feet got tangled, I was worried I was going to step on her and took a mis-step and jammed my right pinkie toe against the door jam.  Shooting pains slammed over me as I held on so I didn't actually fall down ..... I hobbled to the bed and just sat.  Walking was painful, but I knew that I needed to elevate.  I grabbed some ice, stuck a sock on my foot to hold the toes in place, and rested it on a pillow.  In the morning, my foot was swollen and it took great effort to put on a shoe!  Thank goodness I was only working 6 hours on Saturday!

By the time I got home, I was SO happy to slip off my shoes.  The right side of my foot is black and blue, and right between those two toes, it's nearly purple.  Not only have I sprained my toe, but it looks like I broke a couple of blood vessels in there as well.   I soaked it, then rested until the next day.

Sunday wasn't as bad, still a little swelling.  Once I get a shoe on and keep the toe stabilized, I'm able to walk pretty well -- at least it isn't a hobble any longer!  Another few days and things should be good again.  *crossing my fingers*



I had an "A-HA" moment when watching a few of my fav episodes from Frasier.  It's the one where Niles elopes with Mel, and Daphne confesses she has feelings for Niles to Frasier.  The night of her wedding, Frasier talks to both Niles and Daphne, convincing them to have a private talk.  But Daphne can't just leave Donny at the altar.  And they part ways.  The next day, she escapes her own wedding and meets up with Niles in the Winnebago - and it's L-O-V-E.    My "a-ha" moment was when I realized why I have always been enthralled with those episodes.  Well, first, I'm female and happy endings are part of what we like.  But the other part is realizing that I was hoping that would have been the case for me.  I didn't want to be married, I kept hoping Ron would be my knight in shining armor and sweep me away from it all.  But I learned from Daphne that if that's what I truly wanted, I needed to find the courage to run away myself.  And at the time, I was too young, too inexperienced to know that.  So I got married anyways.  The marriage only lasted 9 years.  And to this day, I still wonder what became of Ron.

Maybe some day, I'll have my answer.