Tuesday I finally had the opportunity to go turkey hunting. I couldn't go at all last week due to illnesses and related childcare issues. After some excitement early on, the woods turned quiet. I enjoyed a good cup of coffee from my thermos and watched the work go very slowly by. After a bit I checked my phone to see what time it was and noticed an email from a good friend which I replied to. He responded: "Dude, you need to unplug yourself and turn off your phone. Enjoy your time alone."
After hunting and grabbing a bite to eat, I decided to not head to the office for our 1pm conference call and instead pulled out the old Honda for an easy ride on the back roads.
25 miles later, I found myself on the ground. What turned out to be a minor slow speed low side when I stuck the front tire in some loose gravel in a turn resulted in a pretty strong pain in my right foot. I picked the bike back up, rolled it into a driveway and tried to kick start it. One word. Pain. I finally got it started with my left foot supporting myself on the right and rode on home. Showered and called Shelly.
Me: Hi babe, how is your day?
Me: Great, ummm, so no big deal really, but I am driving to the ER to have my foot looked at, pretty sure I broke something.
Me: Yeh, I am fine though so I'll call you later. Oh, and I broke my phone too...
Final damage = broken 3rd metatarsal in my right foot from what appears to have been an impact with the brake pedal. The ER sent me home with a nice splint, crutches, and a tetanus shot. Oh, and back to the heart monitor. So, I have this open order for the monitor. Heck, I am already at the hospital, might as well take care of that too.
Followed up with the ortho yesterday. Good news is that it was a "good break". I get to have a boot rather than a cast which means I will get to take a shower (at least, as soon as I get the heart monitor off).
Still don't know what is causing the heart issues and now I have to buy a new phone. This was supposed to ease my stress and anxiety.