Just last week, I had my wisdom teeth removed. Well, as it turns out, I don't need doctors to induce pain; I can do it on my own. =/ On Monday, the phone rang. It rang again. I decided that I would have to be the one to answer the call, so I ran from my room into the dining area where the phone was sitting on its base. On my way to the phone, I hurdled two stacked laundry baskets. I made the landing safely, but as I was rounding the edge of the dining table, my right foot struck our hutch/buffet/antique cabinet. Wow, did it hurt. I'd never felt that much from something I figured was a bruise. I didn't make it to the phone in time.
On Tuesday, I checked my foot to see how bad the bruise was. haha! Let's just say my foot has artwork on it...pretty big artwork. My foot was still bothering me this morning (it's Thursday) so my mother called the hospital to schedule X-rays. We learned that my middle toe is broken. It's my first broken bone. Oh, the joy. I have to meet with my regular doctor in about an hour.
Other news: my classes at the college where I take PSEOs are swell. I'm currently taking Child Psychology, Philosophy Logic, and Intermediate Spanish. For a course project in Child Psych, I'll be able to volunteer for 10 hours with children and write journal entries. Or I can write two 4-page papers. I like to write, but I'd much rather work with the kids. I'm excited! Psych is what I plan on majoring in and this is a great opportunity for me. My PHI class is proving to be interesting. The reading materials that I've been given make logical sense (no pun intended) and are fascinating. The PHI class is allied with Psych, so it will count toward my major. My Spanish class will be the difficult one. I'm sure I'll have fun, but I get so nervous that I tend to mess words up. At least Profe is understanding.
Ta ta for now! Much love!
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