As if I don't have enough health problems, on Sunday I was running to answer the door, and I banged my little toe on my left foot off of the Ab Lounge. I assumed it was broken, all bruised and swelled. Hurt like hell. Justin said I sounded like a "machine gun of cussing" Never said the F word so much in my life. The bruising is almost gone and the swelling was looking a bit better earlier.

45 minutes ago I hit it off the microwave cart. No where near as hard as the first time. No cussing, a little crying. So now I have the ice pack taped to my foot and I took 800 mg of ibuprofen. All I have to say is thank-god it is the weekend.

Therapy went well. I have exercises I have to do, and I go back on Monday. Only problem is that the therapist said not to wear sandals, to wear tennis shoes. And my toe says to wear sandals.