My foot hurts when I walk. A LOT. I'm not sure precisely how it happened, but I know it happened after rocking at an outdoor concert this weekend. Except after all the things I did that day which included:
- Biking to and fro the farmers market
- Sidestepping babies, dogs, gardeners and pushy people in the rows at said farmers market
- Cleaning my 200 degree apartment top to bottom
- Standing for nine straight hours
- Pouring and serving beer to hundreds of people out of a tiny tent
- Running from one end of the concert to the other, barefoot
The thing that actually hurt my foot was:
I spent three hours at urgent care the next day only to be told that my foot is not broken, nor sprained. I was given a tetanus shot because the foot was cut a tiny bit, and after giving me a totally useless ace bandage all the doctor could say was "Yeah I don't know...maybe it's a bruise?" When my mouth dropped and I just kept saying "Why, why, why can't I walk then? Why?" she left the room saying, "Well at least we know your tetanus shot is up to date!"
Yes doctor. Now, in addition to being a hobbling mess, I can't lift my left arm above my head. Thanks!
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