When I was two-years old, I broke my arm. I was a stupid little kid back then and was fooling around with a 10-speed bicycle that was propped up against a wall. The bike tumbled on top of me and … well … the rest, shall we say, is history.
Yesterday, I took pictures of a beautiful model. And today, I was the one getting pictures taken of me. X-rays, that is.
And yes, it is broken.
This is the second bone I’ve broken in my entire life. And I have to say despite the pain and the general annoyance of hobbling around with my pimp limp, this is actually pretty cool. I mean, heck, got some great pictures yesterday that we pretty much nailed … and it makes the adventure a little more interesting.
I mean goodness, I do have 9 other toes left. What’s one?
Oh no! that’s terrible. I hope you get to wear a cast or something so I can make fun of you. :-)