Reply #26: Broke my foot in 1979 [View All]

When I was 18. I was drunk, and wearing clogs and it was about 1 in the morning and I had the bright idea to challenge a friend to a footrace on a very uneven sidewalk. Didn't work well.

I twisted my foot, went ass over teakettle, got up, kept running, beat the guy and limped back to the bar. Once I sat down, I couldn't stand up so I spent the night at a friend's place who lived next door.

Thought I'd just sprained my ankle badly. The following morning, I could not put my foot down but I had to go to work - I worked at a greyhound track training dogs and you don't just call in sick at a job like that - there's no one else to do it.

So for the next several weeks, I literally hopped around. My foot swelled way up and turned some spectacular colors and it finally dawned on me that I may have done some real damage. By then, though, the pain was actually starting to lessen so I never went to a doc since I had no insurance (I took care of the pain with liberal doses of Butazolin - a pain killer primarily used in animals - and lots of alcohol).

Several years later, I had my foot x-rayed because I'd twisted the ankle (again) and the doc wanted to ensure nothing was broken and he was kind of surprised to see it had been broken before. Eventually it healed but there's a nice calcium deposit on the side of it, it's somewhat crooked and it aches when it's going to rain.

Sorry to hear about yours - at least you had the sense to see a doctor! :hi: