Well, I am glad this week is finally over. Monday night, after I got back from the pool with some friends, I returned to my room to find my roommate in some trouble with his closet door. The door came off the rail and was falling apart. I told him I would help him. As I lift the heavy door, it hits the top of the rail and drops right on my foot.
As I was weeping in pain I manage to call my friends to come to my room to help, as my roommate decided to leave and get food. The next day it is swollen as can be and many different dark colors. I finally decide, after many friends telling me to go, to the trainer and she was she has to say. She looks at it, sends me to the Clinic on campus, who then sends me to the hospital.
After a few hours at the hospital and a few x-rays later I find that it isn't broken. Just deep bone contusion.
Now, it is Friday, I am out of the boot, and I can walk better. It is still bruised pretty bad and many different colors, but I am just happy that I can walk. I only had to miss one baseball practice.
Moral of the story....don't drop closet doors on your feet. It isn't a fun ride.
I dropped a full can of putty on my toe once. It took weeks to recover. I think my toenail still bears the mark!
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