Yeah, silly me, trying to help a stray dog. I'd picked him up in the neighborhood last night, and bedded him down in the truck for the night. Friendly and all, no problem, he knows what a truck is.
FFWD to this morning when I went to leash him up for a walk to relieve himself. He bolted off the tailgate, I grabbed at his collar, and promptly noticed the tip of my ring finger was not pointed in its normal direction, but instead was about 45° off kilter. Joy...dislocation. So I did what most folks would do, I pulled it out straight. That didn't really hurt, but it also didn't quite fix the problem.
I called my regular doc, and he said "get thee to the minor care clinic" for an xray and reduction. The sooner, the better.
So here I sit, finger buddy wrapped to the middle finger, everything a whole lot more tender than it was at first.
I don't think it's broken... I hope it's not broken.
3 hrs later, Xray says busted. Damn...