Gimp

So being the genius I am, I fell down the stairs while bringing laundry down to the washer and managed to break my big toe. Lame I know and kinda funny. I would be laughing except that a broken big toe is a lot more painful that one would think. It basically feels like there is a 200 lb. person standing on my toe. And there is really nothing they can do. He just tapped my big toe to my second toe, gave me crutches, a prescription for vicodin, and sent me packing with instructions that included ice and keep elevated. Perfect. Should be a piece of cake with a 2 month old and a busy 19 month old toddler who thrills in running away any chance he can get. Well, at least I got some good drugs out of the deal.