Broken Toe!
Sep. 15th, 2025 08:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
canyonwalkerHawk broke a toe bone in her foot. She stubbed her foot pretty hard against something in the house Sunday evening, and her little toe went one direction while the rest of the foot went the other.
"I think I broke my toe," she said, based on the pain.
"It doesn't look broken to me," I observed based on the lack of things dangling and odd angles and the minimal swelling. "Maybe you just stubbed it hard."
Nope. She broke it. That was determined conclusively this morning when she went for an x-ray at the urgent care clinic. She was already going there for a regular doctor appointment, and since it's a basically everything-in-one clinic her GP sent her downstairs to radiology after her regular appointment.
Fortunately the break is small. The bone is held in its (mostly) correct place by the soft tissue. She's going to hobble around for the next two days until an appointment with a trusted podiatrist, one we've both seen before for foot problems. In fact, this is the doctor I went to for a second opinion— a swiftly correct opinion, unlike previous doctors I'd seen—when I broke pretty much the same bone in my foot umpteen years ago.
Unfortunately the injury is big enough to jeopardize plans. For one, Hawk has foot surgery— for another foot problem—already scheduled in a few weeks. There's a chance this could force a delay in that. We'll know more when she sees the specialist on Wednesday. He's the one who's doing the surgery.
This broken toe also jeopardizes our weekend plans. We've got a trip to Phoenix planned, flying out there on Saturday and coming home Tuesday (two days off) to celebrate our anniversary. We booked 3 nights at resort hotels with splashy pools. We may still be able to use the splashy pools, albeit with minimal splashing, but this injury will cancel our additional plans to do some hiking in the desert as the summer heat gives way to high temperatures in the mere 90s.
"I think I broke my toe," she said, based on the pain.
"It doesn't look broken to me," I observed based on the lack of things dangling and odd angles and the minimal swelling. "Maybe you just stubbed it hard."
Nope. She broke it. That was determined conclusively this morning when she went for an x-ray at the urgent care clinic. She was already going there for a regular doctor appointment, and since it's a basically everything-in-one clinic her GP sent her downstairs to radiology after her regular appointment.
Fortunately the break is small. The bone is held in its (mostly) correct place by the soft tissue. She's going to hobble around for the next two days until an appointment with a trusted podiatrist, one we've both seen before for foot problems. In fact, this is the doctor I went to for a second opinion— a swiftly correct opinion, unlike previous doctors I'd seen—when I broke pretty much the same bone in my foot umpteen years ago.
Unfortunately the injury is big enough to jeopardize plans. For one, Hawk has foot surgery— for another foot problem—already scheduled in a few weeks. There's a chance this could force a delay in that. We'll know more when she sees the specialist on Wednesday. He's the one who's doing the surgery.
This broken toe also jeopardizes our weekend plans. We've got a trip to Phoenix planned, flying out there on Saturday and coming home Tuesday (two days off) to celebrate our anniversary. We booked 3 nights at resort hotels with splashy pools. We may still be able to use the splashy pools, albeit with minimal splashing, but this injury will cancel our additional plans to do some hiking in the desert as the summer heat gives way to high temperatures in the mere 90s.
