Oh yes, these things we look forward to hearing huh?

NOT!

So, here’s the tail of the Pinky Toe that Attempted to Escape.

I was working in my office downstairs as my son was busy getting his homework completed so he could go out and “hit the town” as almost-18-year-olds sometimes do.  He had but one packet of work left, so he was hurrying so his buddies wouldn’t leave him.

I heard him yell “I’m done!” and then followed the sound of my 6′1″ 220lb kid running twords the stairs to get my approval and then get outta town.

*KABAM!*

I heard a very loud sound, and figured my goofy boy knocked something over.

No.

I heard “Mom! I broke my toe!”

Alas, as quickly as I could get up and run – he hobbled to the top of the stairs and sat down waiting for momma to come inspect his deed.

Oh.  My.  Gosh.

He caught it on the edge of our treadmill and broke it clean in half.  Pinky toes are never supposed to be at a right angle to their fellow toes.  Completely unnatural.

I ran up the stairs as I couldn’t take my eyes off of the toe that seemed to hang on with dear life.  I got to him, put my hand on his knee and looked up at him as my stomache made so many flip flops I couldn’t count.

“Honey?  I can’t carry you!”

I mean, when they are little and they hurt themselves you just pick them sling them over your hip and RUN like the dickens to the car for the impending emergency room visit.  But looking at his shear size (as if I never noticed he was so BIG!), I knew that wouldn’t be an option.

His face was white as a ghost, ashen even and he had begun to sweat and tremble.  Oh – great.  Shock.  Now how do I get the bugger to the car.

Talk calmly momma.

So I say “Honey?  Let’s go.  We gotta go.  Hobble down the stairs sweety, we have to go.”

His reponse?

“Mom, just call someone.”

Call someone?  Who?!  The Toe Doctor on call?!  Maybe he was thinking of the TOE TRUCK!  Oh no, must not giggle in the middle of emergency!

Me “Honey?  We have to go now, let’s go”

Him “Mom!  Just call someone!”

I really wasn’t getting anywhere… so I just yelled as I ran down the stairs to get my purse, “Let’s go NOW!”

I mean heaven’s forbid the pain was gonna hit at any moment, you know when there is a slight delay and then *BAM* pain hits like a tidle wave.

So, he somehow gets to the car – I get him to emergency and I’m pushing him through the halls to X-Ray as he’s yelling “Out of the Way!  Pinky Down!  Pinky Down!”

I even got to watch them set it.

Oh my.

Yup!  Pinky toes do NOT vear off to the opposite direction of a foot.  It’s unnatural!

Thanks for listening to my story of last weekend’s journey to ER.  I think I know the nurses by name now with how many trips between the two of my boys in the last year!

Thanks Kaiser insurance.  I love you!

Here’s some pics for you.  By the time I took the toe pics his pinky toe was vearing a bit more twords the other toes, so it’s not a total right angle in these shots.  LOL

Oh lordy…

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