On Friday night last, I was running the playtest of one of the two Primeval RPG games that I'll be running at CanGames this year, and things went pretty swimmingly during the events of the game session and testing of the adventure. However, at one point, my goddaughter, Ellie, bless her soul, had a bit of a temper tantrum, and she took it out stomping all over the place and stuff.
Well, guess where she stomped at one point? Yep, that's right - my left foot, the one with the broken pinkie toe. She didn't step/stomp on the foot evenly, and instead caught me on the toe next to the pinkie. And she broke it at the top of the toe below the cuticle. Needless to say, I'm a bloody mess in terms of the toe, as the toe itself is badly swollen, there's a very large band of black, red, and blue bruising, and I can barely walk on the foot. The pinkie didn't suffer too badly from the experience, but to be honest, that doesn't make me feel any better.
In any event, Kathy was really apologetic about my goddaughter's actions, and she's volunteered to pay for any medical expenses for drugs or whatever that I need to combat this latest...setback.
In the meantime, life goes on. To add insult to injury, I've now got a nasty corn on the bottom of my right foot, on the outside, right below the base of the pinkie toe. Walking is not fun at the moment at all, but everyone is highly amused at my crippled gait as I do so. Ha ha - NOT!