So in loo of my ability to walk I have to start using shoes. In the chaos that followed my leg breaking the EMT did his thing and cut off my shoe. I’m still ok with this decision. What bothers me is that when I ask someone for a 72″ shoe they look at me as if I believed in unicorns. My response is I bagged me one this morning and I will drag its bloody carcass in here if you don’t get me my shoe lace.