Wow. I dislocated my big toe tonight.
While lying in bed.
Was. That. EVER. PAINFUL! I have arthritis in my toe, it has been stiff for years, and it usually feels good to sort of "forcefully" flex it gently at the end of the day. I have been doing this maneuver for so long, I don't even think about it anymore, it's just a habit. I bend it forward slightly by pressing it against the mattress. And it stretches a little and feels good. Usually.
Tonight was a very rude awakening. I have never done that before. It was awful. Even mo' bad when I reached down with my hands and popped it back into position. Holy crud.
I haven't stopped panting yet. As Bullwinkle used to say, "Don't know my own strength!"
(He also used to say, "Nothin' up my sleeve......presto!" and do a magic trick. Wish I could magically undo that trauma, cuz it's throbbing now.)
Wondering about this post title? At the time this occurred, I was reading a Betty Neels romance novel, my favorite brain-dead escape just before falling asleep. Thought this title fitting :B