For some reason, I have a talent for breaking the smallest two toes on my left foot. I've never gone to the doctor for it either. Hubby looks at it, notes the diagonal bruise, swelling, and general ouchiness, pronounces it broke, and tapes it securely to the nearest un-broke neighbor toe. (It's okay, he can do this -- he's an X-ray tech, which obviously qualifies him for all kinds of home medical procedures and minor surgeries.)
I walk funny on it for a while, and it eventually heals...until the next time I trip over the cat and break it again...
