Bath Time

I can't shower. It was decided that I am too unsteady on one foot, even on dry ground. So bath it is. I moved all my stuff into my sister-in-law's bathroom. I needed Cassidy's help to get in and out of the tub. This is ridiculous.

I think I broke two of my toes and probably one of the bones on the top right side of my foot. I am hobbling around on one crutch because I am that uncoordinated that I can't use two. I tried to go to urgent care for X-rays but my insurance is all effed. Technically I have it, but it was inactivated, so I have to pay out of pocket and get reimbursed.

I'm sort of depressed. I don't really want to go anywhere. I can only wear one shoe.

Its a little embarrassing to tell people that you were dancing in your backyard (alone) and broke your foot.

It doesn't look so bad in this picture because I was just soaking it in the tub, but you can see where there is a circle of red around the right side of my foot.

Also, I stepped on a goat head the other day, so the underside of my foot is also bruised and swollen

Please note the depressed looking Candy in the background.

I want to go to the gym, but I think it will be at least two weeks until my foot is functional again.

Which means I have to stay away from the enormous box of See's candies my mom gave me for Easter.

I want to go to church tomorrow, but I can't drive. There is no way in hell I am getting Cass to Easter Mass. Its like 2 hours long. He's not having it.

So, uh, happy Easter.

BTW, did you know that the Christian Resurrection was timed with the Roman feast of Ishtar, which was a fertility rite. In this way, Roman's wouldn't be punished for celebrating non-Christian feasts. This is why:

1. It's called Easter

2. It is symbolized with eggs and bunnies (fertility, duh).

Food for thought.