This is a picture of my poor broken foot. It was makeovers gone horribly wrong. Me, a couple of my roommates, and the girls across the hall were doing makeovers and we had mask on our faces. We were going down to floor one with it on so we were running and people were coming so I jumped the last couple stairs and tripped and fell on my foot bad. I heard the bone snap. My lovely roommates and friends rushed me to the hospital while I impatiently waited for Mike to get to Price. I was shaking soo bad so it was hard to get the X-rays taken. They gave me medicine and wrapped my foot up. I now have to go see a special foot doctor so they can set my bones. I'm worried that they'll start to heal and then they'll have to re-break them. The medicine knocked me out cold last night and apparently I rambled on for quite some time, says Mike. I hate medicine. I'm gonna stick with Advil as long as it helps. We went hunting this last weekend and didn't get anything. The snow in the mountains made it very hard. Mike didn't hunt on Sunday and I'm so very proud of him for making that decision. I have the best boyfriend ever. He takes such good care of me and it boggles my mind. I don't know what I did to deserve him but I'm very lucky!
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
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