Well, I had an appointment with my favorite doc, my orthopedic surgeon back in McKinney. I was told at the clinic to get an orthopedic review, and since I really trust my doc, I snagged a visit for this morning, driving 90 miles for the pleasure.
I brought my xrays with me, and the look of disappointment on Doc's face when I explained how the broken finger occurred was totally worth the drive! He was expecting something far more dramatic from me, than getting it snagged in a dog's collar!
Still, I did cring a little when the first word out of his mouth, as he saw the breaks, was "Damn!" I thought for sure it meant surgery would be necessary, However, he studied the pics, and examined the hand, and determined it was set rather well
, and that if the fragments didn't shift, I would be able to just let it heal. Yay!
He did recommend a taco-splint to provide better support, and fitted me with one. It's kind of bulky, and hot, but nothing hurts now when I bang into something.
It's my Mad Dog Mattis knifehand now!
I go back for new xrays Wednesday to see how it is healing, and to see if it shifted at all.