After surviving howling winds of the night and "what a storm" that hit us in San Francisco and spending all day at Zuckerman San Francisco General Hospital where I got an X-ray of the right foot, I was shocked when I saw the X-ray results taken by Kirt who was so kind and gentle and first to tell me my foot was broken and not sprained as I thought.
Almost where the little toe is, that bone shattered...split into two. X-rays are beautiful. I was impressed how beautiful my foot was and would have taken a photo...but seeing that split was much too shocking. I have to now be fitted for a boot to wear for 4 weeks while the bone heals. No jogging. No basketball. Dr. Jacobson figures I have a high tolerance for pain since I didn't know my foot my broken and was still walking around and not being immobile...In Safeway, I talked with cute John, the clerk, who asked me if my foot was broken as he overhead my conversation with Dr. Jacobson on my cell phone at the time...John told me he once broke his collarbone playing basketball and kept playing...just like I did...Finally, I sat down in Starbucks and finished a phone conversation with Jacobson which had been hard to do standing in a checkout line. In Safeway I observed that people (this one a big white woman with her many international bi-racial children) are very loud. She screamed out to someone, which we al heard, "I paid for it already with my food stamps. My food stamps..." Well, she didn't have to repeat. But she did. No matter. In Safeway, some of us like it hot at the Starbucks counter...as I sat there listening to Dr. Jacobson and watching this pretty dude...
IN YET ANOTHER BUMPY NIGHT OF STORMY WEATHER HOLD ON TO YOUR SEATS downtown dwellers. It's really happening. Coming soon, TRADER JOE's on 4th Street at Market will open.