On to the toe... I got up Tuesday morning (after cutting DM's hair in the kitchen the night before) and walked right into the chair that's not usually in there. I wanted to scream, but didn't. The Roast Beef Piggy and the Had None Piggy immediately swelled up like mini-balloons.
Yes, I have vienna sausage toes, but those two in the middle aren't usually that big. You can just see a hint of blue beginning below the nail on Had None. I took them all to the doctor, who determined that there was no break at the base of the toe, but couldn't say for sure about the rest without an x-ray. The x-ray would be pointless, however, as it wouldn't change the treatment and there was no apparent disfigurement. It just hurt like hell and was all swollen up.
I iced them down and swelling lessened a bit, but the purple which had been just between the toes decided to start creeping around the front of the toe.
The good news is... I don't think it's broken anymore. I'm not talking about spontaneous healing - I'm saying it maybe wasn't broken at all - just severely bruised. It hurt like hell yesterday, but today not so much. I don't think a break would stop hurting just like that, hence the change of belief about the nature of this injury. Don't get me wrong - it still hurts (when it's not numb from ice), and if I put pressure on it, it REALLY hurts. But it doesn't do that all the time. Which is good. I really don't need another broken part to ache in bad weather. I can deal with my hands and my ribs, but feet are different.