My, My, you can't go down these hallowed halls and keep anything to yourself. Yesterday I was walking barefoot to the shower (of course), and wavered a little to the right and stumped my little toe on the baseboard. Oh yeah it hurt. Soon showed singes of an bad bruise. I gritted my teeth and forged on. I needed to go pick up new "diabetic shoes,(that is another story) Amy and I went and the hurt subsided. After coming home, I felt tired and upset. We had just enjoyed lunch with Sophie and Paul at a new (to me) restaurant in old Dulling School building in Fondren called SALTINE's I think. They feature oysters. So good. Anyway this morning that little toe did not feel like exercise class, so I gave in and stayed in. But sooner or later you must get out. I could not wear my regular shoe so I wore flip flops out to pick up lunch and got noticed. Had to explain. Went to Writing class this afternoon in flip flops and on a good day I walk funny in them. People kept asking what was wrong. Why was I hopping or worse limping Some offered solutions to my toe accident and some offered stories of doing the same. I declare one lady was about to take me to the nurse. A little put out and flustered but then I thought where else but here can you find such concern when you have a problem--not matter what it is? Even a stumped toe!!!
Betty Boop
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Nice to have people concerned but it is a bit of a small town village. Everybody knows your business1
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