Day 159

My buddy Lou texted me, "I'm outside". I looked at the text, started to text back that she could just, you know, come in, but decided it would be easier to go get her. On my way to the door I stepped on something, but that isn't completely unusual for me to do in this house so I continued to walk a few steps before I realized whatever I stepped on was now embedded in my foot.

No, not just embedded, it cut a segment of skin and wedged under to create a dark bump on my sole. So at that point I needed to get this thing out of my foot but also needed to fetch my friend who couldn't just come inside the house on her own because she is a timid little thing, bless her heart. After fiddling with my foot for a bit, I realized I wasn't going to be able to get it out quickly so I hobbled outside and waved Lou in from a distance and hobbled back in where Kristie had burned the end of a needle for me.

It took a good fifteen minutes of picking and pulling at the skin of my foot before I was finally able to squeeze a picky toe nail sized piece of glass out. No idea where it came from but Kristie assured me they break many a thing, especially beer bottles outside during their parties, and they must have tracked it in. She wasn't too pleased about it, that's for sure.