Well, now that I can hobble on the outer side of my foot, I will deliver the promised photos from the foot incident. Let's just start by saying I never hurt myself, it's been years, and in the same week as this foot laceration I also got a fat, bloody lip from Scarlet accidently bumping me with her rock head, a goose-egg size bump on my forehead from slamming the car door into myself, and I also bit another part of my lip FOUR times in one day. So I was already on a roll by the time this happened.
Let me set the scene...a beautiful, care-free, perfect-weather evening at my favorite beach with a favorite person of mine. Around 5:00pm I decide I'm going to jump in and swim in the E.coli infested water because the lifeguards left and no one could tell me otherwise. And hey, when you're having fun, what's a little E.coli? Duh.
Well since I can't follow rules, I not only swim in closed water, but I swim in the area beyond the beach boundaries, not thinking that there's probably a ton of rocks, debris, and maybe even glass! I go cruising right into the waves and about 4 feet in I do this:
Gross!!!! I know!
Now picture getting out of the water and being a mile down the sand from my car! So I tie my sundress around it and walk back! Obviously I couldn't drive..thank God I wasn't alone!
So then I stop home to change, wrap a towel around it and head to the hospital. After 3 hours it gets to this point...
And then it was time to go get a Tetanus shot, head to get my anti-biotics, and pick up a pizza to go!
None of it even phased me at the time, it was only the next day when I realized I couldn't walk that I realized this kind of sucked. Don't ask me why I didn't think a cut down the arch of my foot would keep my homebound. So I crawled on my hands and knees for 5 days, and now I'm able to limp around on it a bit! Look how good it looks now!...
I get the stitches out Friday! woohoo! I never appreciated my feet so much!
Now I have to get over the sun-poisioning on my chest (which I think has something to do with the anti-biotics) and my daily nausea (again, the meds).
So the point of this story is, don't do what I would do.
Or,walk slow when you enter bacteria-infested water.
xo
