Yesterday something happened that I have always been afraid of since my injury. It started out as a really nice day. I went to IMAX and picked up the tickets to see Harry Potter and then went to Smart and Final, I have always wanted to check it out and it's basically right across the street. I really liked it. You don't have to buy as much bulk as Costco. After we came home I took off my AFO's,Ankle-Foot Orthoses, basically braces that I wear during the day so I don't get foot drop again. Then I decided to go get some KFC, I have been wanting to try it since they change the recipe, and because my brother and his family were going to be here and I wanted to have something for them to munch on in case they were hungry when I got here. So instead of putting on my shoes I decided to strap my feet in and just go in my socks. When I was getting out of the van at KFC Lulu looked at my feet and said "Oh My God", never a good thing to hear. She lifted up my foot and her hand was covered with blood. I remember hearing that there's really nothing you can do for broken toes except for rest them up and let them heal so I decided to go ahead and get the chicken and go back home and take a look at the damage. When I got back into the van there was a puddle of blood where my foot was, that was a little bit scary. When I got home Jerry was outside so I asked his opinion and he agreed that there would be nothing they could do in emergency at Valley Medical except make me wait for six hours. When Lulu took off my sock it looked like it was just the toe nail on my Bigfoot got pulled away from the skin. That doesn't sound very good but it was a relief, nothing was broken.
When I was living in Los Banos I went outside one time and for some reason took off my shoes and as I was driving down the street I felt my chair roll over something so I immediately stopped. I thought I ran over my foot and since I cannot feel anything it's hard to tell. I went in the House and call the hospital and they wanted me to come in right away to get x-rays, I was an hour and a half away from the hospital and no way to get there so they told me to put my foot up, put ice on it and if it started to swell somehow I had to get to a hospital. It turns out I think I just ran over my shoes that I had taken off but it was pretty scary.
While I was in the Independent Living Center I went outside one day with my hospital moon boots on and my foot jumped off the pedal and Iran over my foot. I could not see my foot but I could see blood in the moon boot so I had to just sit there until somebody came by or came home.
Like I said my biggest fear is always to break something for hurt myself really bad and not even know it. I have heard some real horror stories from other people who don't have full feeling in their bodies.
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