I may have mentioned that I broke my toe on my birthday. If I didn't, well I'm mentioning it now. The doctors who spent 8 years studying medicine told me to just tape it up.
I did that and the swelling hasn't really gone down. I know am able to grab my big toe and pul it up and actually feel it separate from the rest of my toe bone.
Whenever I play soccer with Jack the thing swells up for days.
Something had to be done.
I went to a specialist who put an aircast on me. I looked so cool in it. Let me tell you. Nothing is more awesome than walking around in an aircast.
I was supposed to wear it for 4 weeks and then get x-rays taken to see if the toe healed.
It did but not enough. Now they need to go in and suture this hanging bone so I can be all good again.
Toe surgery, you think what maybe home for a week right?
My doctor tells me I will be home for 4 weeks.
This is nuts. Its a fucking toe. It happens to be my right foot so I can't put pressure on a gas pedal.
I won't be able to walk for 10 days.
After that I go back to the aircast and then physical therapy. I'm gonna be like Tiny Tim for fucks sake.
I really feel guilty because
I'll be home for the rest of my wifes maternity leave.
I don't feel guilty about being with her, but how it looks at work.
Of course my co-workers work from home because they are getting breast implants, so maybe I am worrying for nothing.
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