So I started out my morning pretty normally. Up early to head to PT. I get out of my house, having locked the door behind me and then it happens... I realize that I just locked myself out of the house (
aka I left my keys in the house). I had to call my roommate and ask him to let me in. Ben is a super trooper, particularly since I had to call him at 7am to let me back in. Thanks again Ben.
I then went to therapy, which was great. I have made
alot of progress with my leg, even though my bruise is wicked sweet. I am not going to need to go for very long, which is good, cause I did not put enough money in my
HSA to cover all of this. I will be greatly
increasing my contribution for next year.
Then came my favorite part of the morning. I was walking into work, as I normally do, and I began to feel
something in my foot. This did not
immediately strike me as something strange, due to
everything going on in my leg I figured it was a strange side effect of my crazy bruise. I then began to think about this a little longer and realized I was feeling water in my shoe. Again, this did not strike me as all that strange. It was raining so I figured that I had gotten some water in my shoe, just from general walking, as happens every so often. Then it hit me. The moisture that I was feeling in my shoe was coming from the bottom and middle of my foot....
OMG... I HAVE A HOLE IN MY SHOE. Seriously. I have had these shoes for a couple of years, but still. A freaking hole in my shoe. So I am kinda pissed, I like these shoes.
I guess, tonight I will grab a new pair of shoes tonight before work at the store. Stupid water.