As I laid in bed wondering why my toe hurt, I tried to replay the day and recall if I fell or kicked something. Quickly moving past that I had no earthy idea how I got injured, I started to wonder if I got mysteriously bit by a spider or some insect during the night. Too tired to turn on the light, I decided to wait until morning if that were the case. Morning arrived and I discovered the pain did not seem to be from a deadly insect or spider...at least there seems to be no visible signs of a bit mark. Then my mind started to play tricks on you. I went from a spider bite to...I ate a Burger King whopper before bed. Maybe the whopper did something funky to my toe. This was the first time I've had a whopper in years...a coincidence that my left big toe is throbbing? I'm not quite sure.
Finally, I came to terms that my toe pangs are mostly likely not from a whopper and I started to wonder if I had cancer of the foot. Could I be dying and this is merely the early signs of my disease? I suppose this is a possibility (although not very probable....at least I hope not). Jen said it could be arthritis. I refuse to believe I am old enough to suffer from arthritis. I'll go with the whopper before arthritis! My new diagnosis is sleep walking. Although I know of no instances of this occuring in my past (in other words I don't have any stories from Jen or from friends and family), maybe I got up during the night and kicked something. Who knows? It's a mystery.
urgent care.
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