after 9 months of dealing with my right foot issues i was just starting to walk like a normal person.
so what happens the tuesday before christmas? i fall in a huge hole in the sidewalk in east atlanta and end up breaking my big toe and maybe his buddy next door too!
i find myself again unable to walk, on a couch with my foot elevated and feeling helpless. not exactly the kind of ending to this already difficult year i was hoping for...
i'm trying to keep everything in perspective. it is just a toe or two and it could be a lot worse. i could be like our dear friend who is facing not only another surgery but a series of them on her knee.
a couple of broken toes really isn't the end of the world when you really think about it...right?