The past few days I have been so run down. I really just need to get some extra sleep and take it easy, but haven't had the chance. I had to go in early to work Friday morning as I had been asked to cover for my manager. On the way to work I was praying because I was so tired and just wanted a break. God has a funny way of answering prayers.
At work I had just picked up the keys from the safe and was headed out to the main floor when my foot slipped out of my clog and I fell. I smacked my face against the wall trying to catch myself and my foot went the wrong way. They made me fill out a report and I had to have Greg's dad pick me up as I could not walk. My foot swelled up big time. Greg came home for lunch and dropped me off at my doctor's office. The doctor was convinced that my foot was broken and sent me for x-rays. I was a little concerned about the radiation on the baby, but the x-ray tech piled all of the lead covers that she had all over my body and the doctor said that it should be fine as it was my foot being x-rayed.
Anyway, after spending all day in the doctor's office and hospital, I was informed that I had not broken my foot. It was just badly sprained. Thank goodness! I wanted a break and now I have one. My doctor said not to put pressure on my foot until Monday and I couldn't go back to work for at least a week. She doesn't like the fact that I stand all day in the first place and told me again that she thinks that I should quit.
Now I don't know what to do. I hate standing all day at work, but really need the job. Maybe me hurting my foot was God's way of telling me to quit. Ohhhhhhhh, what to do?
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