So said Eddie about my foot. It's getting better, which is to say I can walk on it without screaming. Mostly. And, oddly, I think it's less discolored right now than it was last night.
It's very strange to feel this way. I am really not used to being lame. Well, lame physically anyway. I know I've been lame in other ways. It's funny how full of joy I was to get crutches. It's funny how full of joy I am when I put ice on my foot.
Wonder what it will feel like tomorrow. It felt crappy this morning, exploding my cocky dreams of quick healing.
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