Healing

I've always known I was impatient and competitive. It can be a strength in some situations, but a weakness in others for sure. I make a terrible patient when I'm sick or otherwise physically impaired. I never take it as easy as I should and think I'm ready for "normal" way before my injury does.

So yesterday I went back to work. I knew that morning it was a bad idea, but I did it anyway. I still can't wear a shoe on my left foot, so I threw on a big sock and limped in to work. Even with the least amount of movement possible during the day (a slug would have been victorious over my pace) I was still hurting pretty badly. I came home, peeled off all the bandages, and didn't like what I saw.

Sunburns peel in an icky but harmless manner. 3rd degree burns peel in a scary and infection-attracting manner. I'm not going into details here, but I swear I was down to raw flesh on my finger. Sorry, I guess that was detailed enough. Enough to scare the bejesus out of me, to be quite honest. My foot looks horrible, and I have no idea how long it's going to take to heal up. The doctor said 7-10 days, and this is the one week mark. Way more than 10, I'm thinking.

So I'm playing hooky today. I'll prop my foot up on a chair, finish doing my taxes online, take copious amounts of ibuprofen, and really hope that all this doesn't get worse.