Last night I stubbed a toe on one of the large pictures stacked in the hall, awaiting the removalists. Oh, it hurt so much!
This morning I couldn’t put my foot to the floor, and Bob got my crutches so I could go to the bathroom. The pain was so bad, I got sick, went sweaty and fainted.
Bob called the ambulance, now everyone in town knows I was taken to the hospital.
Not broken, just wrenched badly, according to the X-ray. Had to be taken out to the car in a wheelchair!
Packing on hold, but I must get better tomorrow, because the moving men arrive on Monday.
Meanwhile, still learning as much as I can about journalling.