Normally hubby is a pretty staid guy, but given the amount of pain he was in, we figured it was probably broken, so we shipped off to the ER.
This walking cast has seen a lot of use.
The ER doctor didn't see any fractures... but she sent us to a specialist because sometimes fractures don't show up immediately, and there are a lot of tiny squishy bones in the foot. Plus, hubby has a great relationship with the specialist, since he's broken his right foot twice already. He's talented like that.
Fortunately, the specialist didn't see any fractures either, just a lot of trauma and squashed tendons. Hubby is supposed to keep the foot elevated and iced, and wean himself off the boot and crutches as he can. Movement helps with these types of injuries, not so much with broken bones.
It's turning a rather interesting shade of grey, but at least the toes now look like toes. Cute dog begging for a tummy rub also included.
So hubby won't be attending the show with me. Instead, he'll be limping around at home, staying clear of Brego feets.