Sunday, February 6, 2011

Confessions of an accident prone girl.

     I am one of the clumsiest creatures you are ever likely to meet. I walk into doorknobs, I trip over my own feet, I bang my head weekly. As a result of this I tend not to pay much attention when I bump into things, because of this I often end up with bruises and I can't quite remember how they got there.



    Then there are the bruises that I'm astonished I don't remember getting, case in point the middle toe on my right foot. It is tender, bruises, a little swollen and I have no idea how it got that way.

                                                   Where the hell did you come from?????

   I haven't stubbed my toe, I haven't dropped anything on my foot, no one's stepped on my foot. I am completely dumbfounded about this. Now normally I wouldn't care about a mystery injury as small as this one, as I said I get them quite frequently. The difference is that this injury will not let me forget about it. Because pressure from the underside of the toe  make it hurt I feel this bruise with each step I take, and I take a lot of steps in a day.

   I know I'm never going to know how I hurt my toe, but I also know that until it heals all the possible ways I could have hurt myself and forgotten about will be bouncing through me head with my every step. I promise you this is worse than having a bad song stuck in your head.

Tara

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