Wow, this is my first journal entry since forever!! Well, ok..not since forever, but since last month... Anyway, its time for me to give the 4-1-1 on my life...or rather, what has happened...

About a week ago, I was being a fool, thinking I could jump over the edge of the coffee table and my friend's leg, well, the good news I made the jump alright...But the bad part is that my toe didn't. As I jumped my friend's leg and the edge of the coffee table, somehow my left foot sprang out from beneath me and hit the sharpest point of the coffee table incrediably HARD! Oh it hurt soo bad, and I felt like the world's biggest idiot. Hey, I should get a medal for that... *rolls eyes at herself* I am such a dofus sometimes. If I can't step over the gate in the hallway without falling...what made me think I could make the jump saftely??? *smacks self on forehead* Ouch.. that hurt.. Anyway, my foot swelled up and got all poofy/puffyish and it started turning black and blue... and I was just laying there on the couch wincing at my friend. My eyes got all watery and she asked me if I was ok, and I nodded briefty. My dad kept staring at me the whole time until I said... Daddy I think I broke my toes cause I can't feel them or move them. (My daddy is a nurse, by the way) And so he started touching them trying to see if there was any bones that felt dislocated or broken really bad. My eyes got all watery and when my dad looked my eyes, he told me this "Hun, its ok to cry..." and I started bawling my eyes out... I wished I didn't though, cause now I feel like such a wimp or something...but I couldn't help myself, it hurt sooo bad, and it still does... Well, my mom took me to the doctors office about two days later because I was still complaining about my foot hurting, and I couldn't even walk on my foot (and I still can't which sucks... now I have to use my dads crutches that he used when he had knee surgery, and it is NOT comfortable at ALL.) The doctor examined my foot and he laughed at my story... laughed... geez thanks, now I feel like an even BIGGER idiot.. Then he told us that my foot needed x-rays. So on Monday morning after my mom got off work she took me to the hospital for the x-rays, and the x-ray guy told us that they could call us tonight (Monday night) and they haven't called us yet... My mom got really irritated that they haven't called us, so she called them and they told her that we will either recieve a phone call later today or early tomorrow, and that really pissed her off. Because the doctor has a number that he can dail, and the guy who took x-rays of my foot can tell him whether its broken or not and then all he has to do is call my mom. My momma thinks this doctor is lazy.. but who knows he could be busy...busy being lazy... lol. I guess I am kind of irritated with the doctor because if my foot is actually broken, what if it heals the wrong way and he has to break it again to make it heal right?!?! Then that would really piss me off because we have called him twice asking very nicely if he could tell us and all he had for an excuse was told to us by his secertary-"Im sorry, the doctor is currently out of office right now, but we will call you either later today or early tomorrow" or possibly never. *sighs* So much for a broken foot. If I have any sort of fracture, my orginal doctor(not the doctor thats supposed to call us) said that I would have to have a cast all the way up to my ankle and that I will have to have it on for SIX WEEKS!!! Which means basically, no more swimming for the rest of the summer!And my fun is actually limited now, because I have to walk on crutches and I can't do anything fun except being on the computer which is actually now getting kind of boring since I am not allowed on alot of sites due to the parent controls on my aol account. (Yeah I know.. I got strict and overprotective parents...) Anyway... thats the end of my lovely "How the My foot killed my summer fun".

Well...now I gotta go and get ready for a denist appt.. So tootles now.

-The cursed Maya