A few nights ago, I got up up in the middle of the night -- still not completely adjusted to jet leg -- and banged my little toe into my suitcase, which I hadn't as yet put away. It was more sore than most usual bumps. That morning, when I set off on my daily Morning Constitutional, I got about 20 feet and said to myself, "This is ridiculous, don't push it" and hobbled back inside.
Over the next few days, things felt much better. My foot was still sore when I walked, but less so each day, and no discomfort at all when sitting or lying down. So, I figured it wasn't broken. But best to be safe, so I made a doctor's appointment. I just got back.
There really isn't much pain at all, just sore when walking, which requires a little limp. But I have to wear this sandal-like protective shoe for the next three weeks, and then probably another 2-3 weeks after that.
It's my fondest hope that that I can parlay this isn't a lot of sympathy from people, which might make this all worth it, particularly given that the sympathy to pain ratio would be so high.
One thing I learned -- it's good to put your suitcase away as soon as possible.
Robert J. Elisberg is a political commentator, screenwriter, novelist, tech writer and also some other things that I just tend to keep forgetting.
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