Story from the Tortured Feet Art yahoo group.
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Monday
Dear diary,
AM – I thought as the weather is now finally warm enough, I’d wear those nice sandals I bought last week to work today. After all, might as well show off my cute toes, and get a bit of a tan on them while I’m at it! Slipped a toe ring on my right second toe as well.
PM – Ouch! After I came back from lunch, I turned to speak to someone as I went through the main office door. Unfortunately, it was already swinging shut, which I hadn’t noticed, and caught my right big toe as it swung shut! Limped all the way home after work; needed to ice my toe as soon as I got in. I hope it’s not broken! I’ve wrapped some bandage round it, and will have to see what it feels like in the morning. One thing is for sure – I won’t be wearing sandals anymore for a while.
Tuesday
Dear diary,
AM – I found some light canvas shoes that are both quite smart, and quite summery, and most importantly, they cover up my bandaged big toe! It still aches this morning, but should be fine in a few days. Better hurry, as I have a meeting this morning!
Lunchtime – I can’t believe it! After the meeting this morning, I was standing next to this woman from head office, who was wearing a suit and high heels. All of a sudden, she stepped back, and trod on my right foot! I suppose the good news is she didn’t tread on my injured toe, but the bad news is her heel landed squarely on my second toe! The canvas shoes didn’t offer much protection, and I think this one is definitely broken. And she didn’t even say sorry! Hospital appointment – 7:45pm.
Wednesday
Dear diary,
AM – Well, they are definitely broken. Both of them. My big toe was fractured by the closing door, and my second toe was snapped in two places by that woman’s high heels. Wasn’t sure how they treat broken toes, but now I know. My big toe is firmly wrapped in something like a narrow tube bandage, with lots of padding, and my second toe has been taped up and splinted, and also taped to my big toe for good measure. Ow. Anyway, no time to write – I’m not even dressed yet!
Later AM – Rang work to tell them I’ll be late. The reason? While hurrying to the shower, barefoot, I caught my little pinkie toe on my right foot on the doorframe of my bedroom! I’ve iced it, but it’s still red and swollen. I’ve improvised a splint, and taped it up with plenty of padding, but I don’t think I can fit my foot into a shoe now. Suppose I’ll have to wear my sandals, but that will mean everyone will be able to see my three poor bandaged toes! I bet they’ll ask loads of questions – really embarrassing!
Thursday
Dear diary,
Lunchtime – I was right. Tried to hide my feet under my desk, but when I had to leave it everyone saw my injured toes, and all kept asking what happened, and was I alright… Still, nothing bad seems to have happened to them this today, and they shouldn’t take too long to heal (I hope…!).
PM – How wrong could I be… As I limped past some idiot at his desk, he pushed himself back on his wheeled office chair, and ran over my foot! All the weight of him and his chair went rolled onto my unbroken third toe. Not sure if this one is broken, but it hurts a lot, and is a bit swollen too.
Friday
Dear diary,
AM – I have taped my middle toe to my splinted second one; it’s probably not broken (hopefully…), and the one splint will do for two toes. My right foot looks a mess! Luckily, people at work seem to have got used to it now, and don’t ask so many questions. I make sure they watch were they are treading too!
PM – Uneventful day at work, until 3:30pm! I went to the file room, and while trying to put an armful of heavy box files away on the correct shelves, I dropped one. At first, I thought it was going to land on my already broken toes. But it landed on my fourth toe – the only unhurt toe in that foot. And it landed corner first! They were quite kind at work; taped it up, and let me go home early. Hospital appointment – 4:45pm.
Saturday
Dear diary,
AM – What a week! It’s the weekend, and every toe on my right foot is broken! Luckily, the breaks are not too serious. Each toe is wrapped up separately, with my big toe still in the padded tube bandage thing. All my smaller toes are splinted, and taped up with white medical tape. Lucky I did buy those sandals, as they are all I can wear on my right foot now. I hope nothing bad happens to my poor toes today – they feel so unprotected when just wearing a sandal! Anyway, I’m going out tonight with friends, so that should be a nice end to a bad week.
Late PM – I am on my way to hospital. A friend is taking me in her car. The night out started well. I still couldn’t wear anything other than sandals, but I thought five white bandaged toes must be noticeable enough. Of course not. As I went to the bar for another vodka and orange, a man who looked like he might have been some sort of builder, wearing heavy boots, stepped back from the bar. I almost knew where his foot would land, but didn’t seem able to move my sandal-clad foot in time. He stepped right on my five broken toes, and I heard the ‘crunch’ noises even above the noise of the bar. Ow – they hurt so much!
Sunday
Dear diary,
Late AM – God what a night. Everyone gets injured on a Saturday night it seems, and crushed and broken toes aren’t high on the priority list, apparently. Finally got seen around 2am. I am now the owner of a short leg cast! Like the sort of thing you get if you break you leg! Only this one has a plate thing, which supports my smashed toes. Not sure why it needs to go up to my knee? And I have crutches too! My toes must be bad. They certainly look it from what I can see…
PM – Casts are awful, and crutches are worse! I’ve already nearly slipped over on my crutches twice, and once forgot I was in plaster, and took a step forward on my plastered leg! Now my arms are really sore from using crutches all day. I’m not very good with them; seems all I’m able to do is hop with them. I suppose I’ll get better at using them during the three weeks that I’ll be in this plaster cast. I’ve got next week off work, so I’ll just be able to relax at home for a while. At least nothing more can happen to my poor unfortunate toes now.
Monday
Dear diary,
AM – Oh no…! I have just dropped an empty coffee mug right onto my left big toe…!