🙁 Friday night I went to be early. Like around 9:30pm. I was too tired for words. So I got Kimoni ready for bed and turned his TV down. He usually falls asleep with it on or turns it off when he gets sleepy. So I’m knocked the hell out and I hear my child running down the hallway screaming at the top of his lungs. :frown: I get scared and yell out “What?” as I sit up in the bed. He’s still screaming. I’m thinking somebody is in the house or something fell and he’s hurt so I spring out of bed. I sprung just a lil too quick, slipped, busted my ass and my left foot slammed against the dresser. I’m sitting on the floor looking confused as hell by the time Kimoni runs in. He’s looking at me and I’m looking at him and I say “What the hell is wrong with you?” . . . . . he casually responds “It’s a bug in my room”. If he wasn’t my child I could have killed him. I stumble up and he holds my hand and pushes me towards his room. I’m limping and then notice I’m stepping in wetness. My foot was bleeding all down the hallway. I sit down on the toilet and step on a ball of toilet paper. :sneer: I’m too fat to see under my baby toe…do you know how far that is? So I’m sitting there applying pressure and my toe starts throbbing and the blood just kept on gushing. Finally 5 minutes later it stops gushing and is just bloody when I push on it. I tuck Kimoni back in bed, then head back to bed myself. I never did find the freakin’ bug either. 😐 Figures!
So now I’m limping around with a possible broken toe dreading going to he doctor if its not better by morning. I can’t even rock both my Nike’s today. Ouch….my freakin toes hurts :down: