Saturday I went to the spring beer and wine festival, and, ummm... OUCH!!! What kind of dumbass thinks he can get away with walking around for a few hours with a broken toe? Obviously this kind of dumb ass. Yesterday I was able to get my wounded foot in to my hiking boot, and this morning? No fucking way. My foot was so sore and swollen that I had to set mt Teva's to their loosest possible setting to get them on. This is from someone who is normal struggling to find B width shoes.
The most disturbing part is not I have a whole new black and blue section forming in the main part of the foot. I hope I didn't significantly worsen things.