Tuesday, September 7, 2010

I broke my foot

I am such a klutz. Ran home, slipped and thought oops - something hurts. I assumed I'd just torn a ligament or something. Struggled through the night and this morning an xray confirmed a break. Damn. So I'm going to be in plaster for 4-6 weeks. Good looking guys who'd like to apply for temporary slave status - please get in touch.

7 comments:

Arlene said...

What rotton luck. It must be seriously annoying to hop about. But, selfish person that I am, I'm glad you didnt break your arm/hand and can still write, and at least you know what part of you feels like, unable to move, rock solid...omg, think MC cursed you?

Barbara Elsborg said...

OMG - you're right!! It's all Eli's fault.

Fred said...

Eli did it because he knows there's nothing sexier than a wounded woman. It's kinda like the excitement a predator gets when he knows the prey is limping.

Barbara Elsborg said...

Ah Fred, not sure current husband finds it sexy but he was kind enough to put up the ironing board at a low level so I could sit with my foot up and STILL iron. What a sweetheart!

Fred said...

Hysterical. If I tried that with the wife, the doctor's would have the x-rays up, wordering, "How the hell did that ironing board get up your....Never mind.

Laurie Green said...
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Laurie Green said...

Oops, that's what I get for posting comments without coffee engaged. Let me try this again.

Oh my. When I heard "accident" I assumed car accident and envisioned you being extracted from some twisted metal wreckage. Glad it wasn't quite so traumatic, but sad to hear it's a painful break.

I was hoping it might free you up for more quality time at the computer but *sigh* then there's real life, huh?

Get better soon, Barbara!