It is called a Jones fracture of the 5th metatarsus. Great. I feel so much better that I can now call it by its proper name as I swear at it. I have also discovered that after a certain time at night I should not move around too much. Last night I fell over in the bedroom (luckily landing on the bed) jarring the break and screaming, and tonight I almost managed to fall down the stairs while hopping up them. Jess is taking me to get the Cam Walker boot to go over the cast- YEAH!- tomorrow afternoon. I spent 2 hours stretching trying to fix up my dodgy lower back that is screaming in agony from all the hopping and crutching. As you may have guessed this blog is going to be centred on pain and misery for the next few days until things settle down. Might be an idea to avoid it if whingeing-big-babies annoy you.