We had a fun trip to the ER today...no thank goodness it wasn't for the Kid. My clumsy while drowsy husband hurt his left foot last night. He was coming back from the bathroom at 5am and stubbed his toes on a suitcase that was near the bed. When he woke up his foot was all swollen and bruised. My grandmother was here so she watched the Kid while I took Hubby to the ER. He had it x-rayed and sure enough, his little toe next to his pinky toe is broken.
So the toes are taped together and the poor thing is in a lot of pain. Now we have to go over to his mom's house to pick up her car for him to drive, since we both have manual vehicles. He won't be able to push on the clutch for a while.
Of course, he blames me that I left the suitcase there. But, it has been there for the last 5 days and he must have passed it 200 times since it's on the way to his side of the bed and his dresser and out the back door.
Luckily *knock wood* I have never broken a bone before. And I have only had one set of stitches when I was a freshman in HS. So I really don't know his pain...but then again he has never pushed a human being out of his body! HAHA! Men are such babies sometimes.