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        <title>broken bone moan — boards.ie - Now Ye&#039;re Talkin&#039;</title>
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        <pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2026 23:18:49 +0000</pubDate>
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        <title>114 Days</title>
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        <pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2015 13:18:30 +0000</pubDate>
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        <dc:creator>Pighead</dc:creator>
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        <description><![CDATA[It's been 114 long, boring frustrating days for Pighead. His right foot is as useless as the Cuckoo's Nest forum. A lifeless broken stump at the end of an otherwise tanned beautifully sculpted leg.<br /><br />
Where once Pighead strode through Dundalk Town Centre like a modern day Emperor Nero, nowadays he hops and hobbles about like some sort of circus freak. Back arched, head down and wearing a big stupid ugly moon boot. Pighead's probably the most positive, optimistic person he knows but to be perfectly honest the past three and a half months have been hell. No, worse than hell. At least you still have the use of your legs in hell.<br /><br />
For most of the geeks and nerdlingers that populate After Hours a broken foot wouldn't be a big deal because all you do is type buttons on keyboards, eat ice cream and sigh heavily a lot. None of which needs a working foot but for a primed athlete like yours truly a broken foot is like you losing your head. There's been no dancing, no running, no kicking people up the arse and even lovemaking has been compromised with special move 23 and special move 37 rendered unusable due to an inability to wriggle the little toe.<br /><br />
Looking down at the dead limb now it looks pathetic weak and almost flabby. Callouses and broken skin dominate the palms of Pighead's hands from carrying his crutches day after day after day. One wonders will Dundalk ever see their favourite son again at his best.<br /><br />
Anyway, Pighead is due to see his doctor in nine days time. Will it be good news? Will it be bad news? Who knows? The doctor probably does actually but apart from that it's a mystery.<br /><br />
Keep having daydreams where the doc says 'Sorry Pighead, we're going to have to cut it off' and I reply by kicking him up the arse with my suddenly unbroken foot and everything is ok again but then I snap back to reality into a world of single socks and a broken metatarsal.<br /><br />
So what's the scariest visit to a doctor you've had?]]>
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