Thursday, September 24, 2009

This little piggy became purple and angry and swollen.

A phrase to which you quickly become accustomed when you break your toe is "There's not really much we can do about it."

Consider the following exchanges:

Nurse: Yep. It's broken.

Me: Okay. It hurts.

Nurse: Yep. Not much we can do about it.

Me: Oh.

Nurse: We could tape it to the next toe.

Me: Would that help?

Nurse: Not really. Not at all, actually. But some people want us to do it.

Me: Wait, why did the doctor want me to come in at all?

Nurse: See if it was broken. And how badly.

Me: Does that make a big difference?

Nurse: Not really, I guess.

Me: Super.

Slightly later, the doctor entered.

Doctor: Broken.

Me: So I hear.

Doctor: I could give you some painkillers.

Me: Probably not really necessary.

Doctor: Not really. Nothing we can do though.

Me: So I hear.

Doctor: It will heal on its own.

Me: Well, super.

It's only been a week and it actually feels/looks much better already. As a bonus, it's running season at work (kids can tell it's going to be too cold for half-baked escape efforts soon so they really seize the day, here in early autumn), but I'm largely excused from joining in pursuits/search parties, because I'm really pretty useless in that regard right now.

2 comments:

Donna said...

Sorry about your toe. You're being really way too lazy about maintaining this blog. Season 5 of The Office sucks. Boy did it stop getting funny. Are you cheating on your blog?

CP said...

I haven't even gotten around to watching most of Season 5 yet. Since it seems not to have turned into "The Ballad of Kelly Kapoor and the 'Nard Dawg", I'm expecting to be kind of bummed out. I'd say it's about time for The Office to sit back and recognize its heirs, but Parks and Rec is unwatchable and Community doesn't look promising, so I'm not sure it has any heirs. I'll be back to updating more often in the next week or so--just had so little free time the past couple of months that when I do get any leisure I prefer to consume rather than create. And that last sentence was unbearably pretentious, like seriously unbearably pretentious, but I don't even have time to go back and fix it!