Good Morning Gentle Readers,
Like an idiot I was stretching and reaching, lower cupboard door open, tippy toe barefoot seeking purchase on the middle shelf (a faux step ladder of sorts, the likes of which woulda got my kids beat for doing), arm extended, hand feeling around like the Addams Family Thing for that that one last blank digital tape. On the top shelf. For to record Sunday's Easter Egg hunt.
Shelf collapses, TWC drops full force, toes out, onto the next shelf down. Screaming.
Now, some of you have had a finger jammed. Or bent bass ackwards to how God intended the thing to flex. Now. Imagine, all ten toes, simultaneously bent backwards 90-120 degrees to normal. And then, the underside of them ripped open spewing blood everywhere.
It hurt SO much I couldn't swear.
Prognosis: purple toes for the duration of tax season.
Nice refresher course in Pain 101. Sayid couldn't have done it better.
UPDATE: Bruising is beginning to heal. No infection.