Twelve

Posting this a day late as we were still in Invercargill last night. Drove down early in the day, waited for Mr H to be seen by the orthopaedic registrar who quickly decided that he needed the surgeon to deal with the injury. The cuts were deep and had completely severed one of the tendons to his big toe, and also one significant nerve. After dealing with a couple of emergencies, the surgeon then took a good couple of hours to delicately repair the damage to Mr H's left big toe.

While he was in theatre, I went to the nearby wetlands in the estuary, and got this photo.