About an hour ago I was sorting out the washing upstairs and I managed to to trip over one of DS2's playstation 2 controllers. I fell on the floor and banged my arm on the way down which is now sporting a delicious blue/red dappled bruise. I got myself up and then somehow managed to get my right foot entangled in the metal of the laundry bin, total Frank Spencer moment. Fell over again and felt a searing pain through my foot. Tried to stand but can't bear weight on the dodgy foot, managed to get myself downstairs and phoned DH to tell him that I'd a) hurt myself and b) it meant that I wouldn't be able to do the school run as driving isn't an option. He was unsympathetic to say the least.
Pain is BAD and I suspect that I've either broken a toe or damaged a ligament/tendon, either way it f*ing hurts.
Have made alternative arrangements for the DSs and DD has been asleep since before it happened, christ knows how i'll manage when she's awake. Thankfully, at 2y 4m she can walk and use the stairs safely without me.
Phoned DH again to give him an update (as requested) re the arrangements for the kids and he basically told me that I'm an inconvenience
. He's off out tonight, for the second of three work nights out this week so I'll be holding the fort here
. DS1 has to go to the GP tomorrow to have some stitches removed and I doubt I'll be able to drive him there, DH has made me feel like a complete burden, not great when you already feel a total pillock for falling over the washing...