I don't want to go too much into how this happened, because its embarrassing. But I will say it involved alcohol, DJ Fuse and my stupidity :P

I have an isolated Lisfranc fracture of the 2nd metatarsal. Its not as serious as they get, but its not simple either, and unfortunately it will require surgery to put my foot back together. I will receive the gift of a new titanium implant, which is one more piece of my cyborg goal. Right now it is extremely painful, but I'm doing alright thanks to Fuse generously paying for my Percocets. God do I love Percocets right now.

I will be crutch bound for at least a month and it may take up to 9 weeks for this one to heal.

The bright side is that all my friends really came out of the woodwork to give me a hand in this and I am so very thankful.

And big ups to Denver Health trauma unit for catching what Memorial Hospital in Colorado Springs completely fucking missed. Boo Memorial.Thanks for treating me like a number, assholes. The docs and nurses at DH (formerly Denver General) were all super attentive and compasionate despite being overwhelmed with projectile vomiting bums and bag ladies. They also really kept the pain meds flowing. Memorial just was trying to xray me and discharge me to become someone elses problem. DH actually paged an orthopedic surgeon to consult with me and explain the injury, despite them not being able to take care of it right then, and despite them knowing I had no insurance.