Our second day moving I was pushing a dolly with about four overloaded boxes onto it out to the truck. I am not sure how it happened but the dolly fell back and the tip dropped on top of my left big toe. Holy Smokes was it painful! Maurice and his friends from the lab were right next to me so of course I couldn’t start crying like a girl. Boy did I want to. They came over to look at the injury and one of them had to walk the other direction after seeing the quickening pile of blood build up under my toe. I told myself that I would wait a couple of hours to see if it slowed down. No one has ever hemorrhaged from the toe, right? I was still bleeding two hours later and decided I should probably get it looked at. Melinda had to drive me to the nearest walk in clinic because the base clinic was already closed. I had never had an injury before so first we had to figure out were to go. I was so grateful Melinda was there with me….until they got me into the room. She proceeds to pull out her camera to document ever step in the process! The doctor walked in and she was like “one sec I am taking a picture”! The look on his face was priceless. She did make the moments lighter and took my mind of the pain. A little bit.