X-Ray Eyes Anyone?
Ugh!! I finally got the chance to get this damn foot x-rayed. I waited an hour and 45 minutes. What a pain in the tail! I still don't know what's wrong with it. I won't get to see the doctor till Thursday. I'm not sure if I'll make it that long. Of course, The Knight has been teasing me. He's been telling me for the last 3 weeks to get it looked at. I knew I needed to but it was only hurting when I stood on it for any length of time. I didn't have any problems with walking. Well, these last two days have been absolute torture. I swear if I had a gallon of whiskey and a saw it would probably be gone by now. The Step-Queen thinks it could be a stress fracture. I hope it's nothing more serious. Either way I'm crossing my fingers for some seriously good drugs to take the edge off the pain. I can promise two Aleve do not do the trick. When of my online buddies laughed and said I need to think up a better story about what happened. See, this all started way back at the beginning of the month when I was at Westfest. I swear for the life of me I can't think what I did except for a lot of walking. How pathetic is that? Maybe I stumbled on my way back from the Lost Bar the first night and I don't remember. It could be, I was so exhausted that night I could have met Julia Roberts and not remembered. Well, I've got to suffer through two more days. God help me, please!!


