In case you hadn't heard, I hurt my toe a couple of weeks ago playing lunchtime soccer on campus. I hoped beyond hope that it was a sprain that would eventually heal. I finally went to the doctor on Friday. He tried his darndest to wrench the dislocation back in place but -- even after 3 shots of numbing agent through different spots in the toe -- it wouldn't give. So, I get to pay extra for the experience of being cut open.
I got a special hospital bracelet today. I had some pre-op blood work done prior to my planned toe surgery on Wednesday. I can only let words like "pre-op blood work" roll off my tongue because of all the hospital drama shows I watched growing up as a kid. It'll be my first surgery. Wish me luck!
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All I can say is "Owie"! Drat!
Good Luck, little brother! Love you
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