LIKE TOE BUSINESS!!....
It took me forever to get ready this morning, you don't appreciate how much use one gets out of one's feet. It took me over an hour to get my shit together. Also the cab ride took forever so I was late, which I hate.
Isn't it weird that when you limp down the street people really really stare at you, almost as if your a spastic or something., You know that "I feel sooo sorry for you" look? It's bizarre. I got the same response in the doctors waiting room, everyone looked up stared, gave me the sympathy eyes and then straight to heads back down reading 10 year old magazine.
My doctor, Dr. Yaffe didn't see me himself as I guess a broken toe doesn't warrant a personal visit. So instead I got this tall lanky black guy called Dr. Forrester. He was nice enough but never looked me in the eye, not once. He said that he COULD X-ray it but basically there would be nothing that they could do other than bind it and let it heal naturally. However I did want to know for sure whether it was broken or not, so I mentioned this and also the fact that I am supposed to be skiing in Utah in two weeks. He found this very amusing as he knew that I had just flown back from Mexico. In fact his laugh was more of a sneer, than a 'good for you' laugh, well screw him, where's Yaffe for god's sake. Just as I was thinking this in walks Dr. Yaffe, says hello and happy new year, prods my toe (ouch!!) and tells me that will be referring me to a Podiatrist who will X-ray it, splinter it and give me a very attractive (no doubt Prada) shoe to wear on my spastic foot. And oh yes by the way it is most definitely broken......YES, THAT'S ALL I WANTED TO KNOW!!
So then I had to take my sheet to one woman who was extremely pissed off with her computer. She signed off the sheet for me, then I had to go back to the waiting room to the first window on my left to a woman that looked EXACTLY like the fat one from "The Drew Carey Show". You know the one that wears the blue eye shadow and huge ballooned skirts...yeah that's her. Anyway this woman was ALSO in a foul mood about something and practically threw the sheet back at me with a referral number added plus address and phone number of Podiatrist person on 54th St. OK then, guess I'll call them myself.
So I hobble outside, nearly slip on the snow.....oops, could of been nasty and call the Podiatrist. Now I'm still not very good at using my cell phone plus doing other things like walking as well. However today my juggling has most definitely improved as I ALSO hail a cab as well....well howdy doody!!
So now I'm talking to this woman on the phone, whilst giving a miserable man directions to Greenwich Village of which he insists going down the FDR to, which I disagree and so we're having this row about which route to take while the woman is going "hello, hello, are you talking to me"? Very confusing.
Anyway she can't get me in until tomorrow afternoon at 4:15pm, which is ok as I'd quite like to go to the gym tomorrow for the first time in like two weeks but I'm not sure quite what I'm capable of doing with this manky toe. Maybe I'll just stretch for 2 hours.
I was supposed to go to a works do tonight which involved all the artists that have worked with the theatre, plus new production cast members and our board members. As you can imagine the thought of one of them standing on my foot fills me with dread AND I'm supposed to be housebound so unfortunately I can't go. Ah well, shame!!
I've just spoken to Kiwi Boy in New Zealand, he sounds very well and is now on his way to his families vineyard, which I must admit I never knew. God all these Trust Fund kids, lucky bastards......
Morpheus has just walked in with loads of yummy food that he is going to cook for me. I'm loving all this attention I'm getting regarding my ailment. Maybe I'll break another toe next week as well......