Marti kicked what she thought was a rock while treading water at the casino beach in Menton. I think it must have been a broken bottle. The cut runs along the length of the top of her second toe on the right foot, clean, an inch long, and to the bone. Filleted, disected, like de-boning a chicken thigh (her toes are much more attractive than a chicken thigh of course). She’s being stitched up in emergency as I write this. They wouldn’t let me in with her, so I asked the doctor as he wheeled her away to give her a tetanus shot for being naughty. There was a lot of blood initially but we taped it up and got a taxi. She nearly fainted, probably from shock. My guess: six stitches.
Waiting in emergency:
My temporary tape-up:
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