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So, last night I had my heels out from reviewing them for girlgun. I hopped over them and landed funny and I knew something wasn't right. After crying pretty hard for a good 2 hours at the emergency room from everyone attempting to put ice packs on my swollen broken foot, they finally took me out of the waiting room and into a real room. After three x-rays of my foot, I sat there for another hour and some chick came in and said I'm fine and made me sign this random shit and take some weak painpills. Got home at almost 4am.
Woke up a few minutes ago - mom says they just called and said it's broken. Whatta bunch of dumb fucks.
Never trust hospitals or girlgun.
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