TIFU by fighting back against toe socks

For context, my roommate (and best friend) loves toe socks. I found the socks weird at first but have grown to love and accept them as my friend’s iconic accessory. I still joke around by pretending to be weirded out, which usually results in my roommate waving their socks from hell around and me yelling “Put those dogs away!” Or something equally unfunny.

Que to last night, I was running around the apartment while my roommate was chasing me around kicking the air with their unholy socks. Now this is where my fuck up began. In the midst of the assault, I decided to retaliate by kicking back. I lifted my normal not toed sock and extended out thinking I would only make contact with air… instead I make contact directly with the toe filled toe socks followed by the most horrendous cracking and popping noise I’ve ever heard to come out of foot. I’m not sure exactly what angle our toes collided but I’m pretty sure my right pinky toe bent towards me and to the side in a way no toe should.

At first I thought I had just stubbed it really bad, like when you hit the corner of a table and your pinkie gets caught or something. It might hurt for a bit and be sore but you’re fine! Yeah that wasn’t this. The moment I put pressure on the ball of my foot it was like stepping on a dozen tiny electrified pieces of glass. The pain was so bad that I decided it was better for me to just lie on the ground and not move while we investigated my battle wound. My toe was swollen, bright red, and slightly bent in a different position than normal. However! I was able to move it (while slightly limited and clenching caused nothing but pain) and it wasn’t like purple or anything.

The entire time I was laughing my ass off, cause… well I hurt myself pretending to be wigged out by toe socks. While my friend was freaking out thinking they might’ve just broken my toe and kept insisting that we should take me to urgent care. Now I’ve never broken a bone or anything, I have no idea what a broken bone feels like, but I assume it would hurt a lot more than this, I wasn’t crying in white hot pain I was laughing my ass off while my roommate was frantically googling what to do for a broken toe. I kept refusing because as far as I’m concerned if my toes was broken they probably wouldn’t do much outside of telling me to do RICE (rest ice compression elevation) plus it was late and both of us have early college classes in the morning. After convincing I was fine and I was probably just being dramatic my roommate finally let me go to bed to hopefully sleep it off.

That did not happen.

I thought I was in the clear. Upon waking up my pinky toe only had a dull sore ache to it. When I got out of bed I started by putting my dominant right foot on the ground followed by my entire weight as go to start the day. Only to be immediately greeted with the floor because the sharp stabbing pain was too much to stand. The pain is way worse than yesterday, it’s more swollen, but it’s still not purple! So I’m good obviously.

I managed to get up and start my usual routine by putting all my weight on my left foot and avoid putting weight anywhere on ball or bending my right foot’s toes. Problems came again when I went to put on socks. I wasn’t careful sliding them on and accidentally slid the opening on the sock firmly into the webbing of the ring toe and pinky toe. The pain was like a million tiny stabs from a hot needle filled with hate all at once. Now was this pain enough for me to go “okay roommate was right, I should go to the doctors”? No. Of course not! Because I have a long day filled with classes and work! I threw on my widest toed shoes and walked my ass (roughly a mile) to campus.

This. Was a bad idea. If my toe wasn’t broken before it’s definitely something now. Turns out the hill I found to stand on was actually a pile of dirt from the hole I dug myself, and now I’ve fallen in.

I’ll be going to urgent care later today but first I need to finish my classes for the day and somehow make my way back to the apartment. I feel like this all could’ve been avoided but my stubbornness got the better of me. I know the moment I tell roommate that I’ll need their help getting to urgent care I’ll be met with the biggest “I told you so”

Maybe I’ll get them new toe socks as an apology.

So yeah.

TLDR: I might’ve broken my toe while kicking at my roommate’s toe socks and my stubborn refusal to see medical care has clearly made things worse.