I sprained my foot. well, according to the doctor, BADLY sprained my foot. And, I don’t even have a good reason, like kicking Joe (joking!). Nope. I tripped over myself going down the stairs and fell on my right foot. In my own house. As my cats watched and laughed. Yep. I’m a moron. My mom and I thought it was broken because it didn’t swell. Friday morning, I could barely walk, so Joe drove up here, picked me up and took me to Cartersville Medical Center. It’s our favorite date place. We’ve been there twice…more times than we’ve...