Why some good deeds never go unpunished! Grr

I’ve been such a busy camper lately, and I apologize for not adding anything except contest news to my blog in ages. ::sigh::

But this latest news impacted me rather hard, so I just had to blog about it.

My mother, aka General Mum had me drop off a few books by her library for her. Why she felt it necessary to have me drop them off, when the Bookmobile woman comes to the door, I have no idea, but dutiful daughter that I am, I took the books and threw them in the backseat of my car. Well, I sort of forgot about the books and just spotted them the other day, wedged between a box filled with silk flowers and condoms (don’t ask), and my winter jacket (which I last wore in December ’05).

So I figure I better check to see if the books are late. Lucky for me, mum still had two days reprieve, still though, I think to myself, I might as well take them now or I might forget again.

I get there and the woman is busy checking out a customer, so I just slide the books in the return slot and head back out to my car. But before I can get there, I see a kid, maybe 3 or 4, and he is being a typical kid, hopping down the steps and then, without warning–running right into the path of an oncoming  pick-up truck. I don’t think–I react, I lurch and grab the young’un by the sleeve and jerk him backwards. At the same time I realize I have somehow pivoted in an odd way. Fire runs up my leg and my foot is the center of the burn. Adrenaline is pumping in my veins, so the pain is minimal – now.

With kiddo in tow, I guide him back to the library and tell the woman at the desk what happened. The boy trots off to grab the pants leg of the young woman who was earlier checking out books, obviously the mother. The librarian says, “Is he okay?”

I wait for the mother to say something. Anything? I turn to the librarian and say to her that I think the kid is okay, but I don’t think I am. My heart is still  racing.

I don’t expect anything from anyone. It was a split second reaction on my part, nothing else. But would it have been too much to get a thank you?

So I turn to the mother and make a comment about kids and mom’s having to have eyes in the back of their head to keep up with them.

And she finally says something…she says, “whatever.”

Yes – not an agreement, or a thank you or anything, but a bored, almost blasé, whatever…. and she shifts her focus back to her books, not her son tcheck to make sure there is not a scratch on him, or to hug/kiss the kiddo.
I say a quick prayer under my breath for that kid, and I turn to head back out. That’s when it hits me, I have really messed up my foot. I can barely stand to put weight on it. I hobble out to my car, figuring an ice pack and a cup of meadowsweet tea or some aspirin will cure my pain, and I’ll be fine. But remember the title of this post? Yep, no good deed goes unpunished.

By the second day, my toes are dark purple and my foot is swollen like a football. How the hell did this happen anyway? All I did was take a couple of steps, pivot and shift some of my weight onto the foot. The truck didn’t get close enough to hit me or thankfully, the kid. Not like my foot got run over. So wtf? I call the doctor’s and find out that the soonest I can get is Thursday. (Yesterday). So I make the appointment.

And all the while we’ve got this Truth or Dare contest going on at the Café. In the meantime Cora and Tempest have pitched in and took care of making sure everything is running smooth while I am out of commission, in bed with my foot propped up, and popping Aleve. Whew.

Yesterday, I go to the doctor. I have my foot x-rayed, and I figure it’s a bad sprain, you know, and maybe I’ll have to be gingerly with the foot. But no, turns out I fractured two of my toes and strained the entire foot.

So here I am with deadlines looming, in bed with my foot on pillows, toes taped and foot in a wrap bandage, ice on top, with my laptop balanced on my lap…but, by God, I am still able to think sexy! LOL. Just finished an incredible dream sequence love scene I hope readers will enjoy. Sure took my mind off of the pain. ::grin::

So how was your week?