This is sort of a “what made my day and ruined my day“ event. I got out bed this morning, and pulled off my socks. My big toe was black. I don’t mean a little black. I mean coal black. So you know I’m a diabetic, and we all have this inordinate fear of gangrene and infections in the extremities. It looked necrotic. I sent a photo to a doctor friend of mine, and he said “get thee to an emergency room immediately. You might have severe septicemia, gangrene, or even require an amputation, depending on the bloodwork.”
So I set off for the hospital, fully expecting to come home less of a man. They all worked on me, and did the x-rays, the bloodwork, etc., and then came the diagnosis. I have a fractured metatarsal. And not a serious one. It’s not even displaced. I don’t need a cast, or a splint. Yes my toe is black, but it will return to normal color in time.
I’m not one to break bones. This is probably the first accidental fracture I’ve had since I was a child. I’m truly relieved.