Last night, I was on the couch making a DVD. Jill called me into the kitchen because the garbage disposal was backing up. I started the burn, then got up to race into the kitchen, only to fall flat on my face. I’d missed the mouse cord at ankle level, and my right ankle and particularly my big toe were aching. After we cleared the disposal, Jill iced my foot and I sat with it elevated.
This morning I was seeing the chiropractor for my back, and told him what happened. He looked at the offending area, then decided I needed an x-ray. He told me I’d broken the toe (chipped the top), but they don’t cast or splint something like that. I just have to be very careful for the next couple weeks.
Driving to Falcon Ridge will be interesting – luckily I’m an ambidextrous driver. I’m still psyched for it, but I guess I won’t bring my sandals (Hey Chris, Jim Infantino from Jim’s Big Ego will be playing the Budgiedome Saturday night).