Ok, it's true. I haven't been blogging because I've been on vacation down on Anna Maria Island, Florida. It's at the end of Longboat Key on the Gulf.
The only reason I am blogging is to tell you the story about my "toe". We got on the island on Saturday. On Sunday, I was getting some snacks together to take out to the pool. I dropped an 8 oz. bottle of water on my toe. My left big toe. Insant pain I tell ya! I got some ice and sat on the floor in the kitchen for a long time with my "toe" in the air and ice on it. It would not stop throbbing. Instantly I could see the blood pooling under the nail. I can take a lot of pain people, I've birthed two children au naturale even when the second one was breach.
I went to a walk-in clinic. They all treated me like I was a little dramatic but were happy to take me and my insurance card. The nurse practitioner did a couple things to decide if they were going to burn a hole in the nail to relieve the pressure. Then they took x-rays and nothing was broken. What they did find was an osteochondroma, which is a benin cartlidge growth, on the bone of my big toe. That's what was hurting. Here is a picture of what it looks like today, Friday.
You cannot buy a pedicure like that, I tell ya! They gave me a Lortab for the pain. After 25 minutes of no difference I asked when I could expect relief. They said in 10 - 15 minutes. This is NOT
good. They sent me on my way with a prescription for Lortab, but since I didn't get relief from the one in the clinic, I opted for writing my own prescription: a Blue Moon every 10 minutes. LOL
I spent the rest of the week in flip-flops. I do not do flip-flops well. I was a gimp the whole week. This morning, I decided to go for a wonderful, relaxing hot rock massage since we have to leave tomorrow.
I had a complete consultation with the licensed massage therapist, clearly discussing and showing the "toe" at length, with/to her. STAY AWAY FROM THE "TOE"!! It took me a while to get relaxed because I was certain she would bump into the "toe" at some point. She did not. I was relieved. Half way through the massage I was relaxed. Then it happened. She grabbed the "toe". You would've thought the "toe" was attached to a pulley-system the way I shot straight up on that table. The pain was beyond words, literally, no sound came out of my mouth. I couldn't believe she literally grabbed the "toe". What was she thinking??!?!!?
The worst part was she didn't even say sorry. All she said was, "I'll be more careful." I'm like lady, how can you be more careful. Did you miss the visual discussion of the "toe" when I came in??? Out of my mind. So I'll have to get a refill on the prescription I wrote for myself.......................
I'll be back with a real post in a couple days.......