My Saturday night.

This is not how I imagined spending my Saturday night, first in the walk-in clinic and then referred to go to the emergency to hang around there for 3 hours. Broken my bloody toe. Don't ask me how.
The emergency. I hate that place. It's probably the most depressing place on earth. Small babies screaming helplessly, old grannies looking grey in wheel chairs pushed by stressed nurses, blood and drunk teenagers. And then me. And my blue broken toe.