The verdict was, that it was still rather swollen, so they couldn't put a hard cast on.
"Keep it elevated above your heart for the next week, come back monday." Argh.
So I've got to go to see my GP (Who seems to still be at the Uni health centre) to get signed off work for another week (or so). Thankfully,
Oh, and getting stitches removed from a swollen leg is not a pleasant experience. It seems to require lots of prodding and wiggling with a very sharp thing.
I hadn't quite expected ... well it being quite so spectacular. Large purple blotches across the foot, and a 12 inch or so incision (it's not a scar yet, but I expect it will be).
Anyway, I'm back in a 'back' cast, although they have adjusted the angle of the ankle from 45 degrees to 90 degrees. That apparently also makes a big difference. Was more painful that I would have expected though...
Thankfully I'd anticipated a bit of discomfort, and had taken a couple of co-codamol before the visit. Just as well, for my manly dignity, 'n all :)
Oh yeah, and whilst I remember, I'm 26 on Saturday. Celebration is likely to be low key, as a 'mini' cast is good at reminding me of it's existence, and ... well I don't want to risk flexing it, clonking it, or whatever. As such, could use suggestions of 'things to do for a guy with a broken leg'. Failing other plans, it'll be approximately gather in 't living room here, drink a beer or two and order take out food. Not all that exciting I know, but...