I think I broke my pinky toe. For those of you who don't know, my bed is solid pine with squared off feet.
I, like the clumsy jackass I am, managed to slam my toe into the bed not once -- but TWICE. It hurts like hell and is all swollen. And I'm having problems putting weight on it. (As in, I'm hopping around like a jackass in socks on hardwood floors. Nah, I certainly don't see myself slipping onto my ass anytime soon.) Insert frown here.
The good thing is that I discovered I have an extra vicoprofin from when I had my wisdom teeth pulled in July 06. I took 1/3 of a pill and am going to sleep with an ice pack on my foot.
I guess this means that during our "This is What a Feminist Looks Like" event tomorrow, I might have to make a pit stop at student health services or stop at the ER on my way home tomorrow evening. I hope they can give me some good painkillers because of the whole "needing to walk" thing. :(
GIVE ME SOME PITY, DAMNIT!
