Or at least I *thought* I did. I was walking through the house the
other day barefoot and hit my toe really hard on the corner wall as I
was walking into the hallway. It hurt pretty bad, but I'm used to
hitting my foot on something, so I wasn't that worried. So hours later
it still hurt a little, so I sent my wife a picture:

She said it didn't look that bad. I didn't think it looked too bad
either, so I went through the rest of my day. When I got home from work
I was limping worse, so I took my shoe off:

Ok, NOW it looks that bad. I was concerned, so I went to a foot doctor
yesterday. It's actually broken if you can believe that. So I'm wearing
my wife's boot thing she wears sometimes until my toe heals.
other day barefoot and hit my toe really hard on the corner wall as I
was walking into the hallway. It hurt pretty bad, but I'm used to
hitting my foot on something, so I wasn't that worried. So hours later
it still hurt a little, so I sent my wife a picture:

She said it didn't look that bad. I didn't think it looked too bad
either, so I went through the rest of my day. When I got home from work
I was limping worse, so I took my shoe off:

Ok, NOW it looks that bad. I was concerned, so I went to a foot doctor
yesterday. It's actually broken if you can believe that. So I'm wearing
my wife's boot thing she wears sometimes until my toe heals.
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