Ladies and gentlemen, the toenail is leaving the building.
Yep, after over a month of strange colours and varying pain, it has officially started un-sealing itself from my toe, the sight of which is both fascinating (to people like me) and extremely unsettling. I do find it fascinating, because the...shedding? of the nail is completely painless, and yet my nail is falling off. So as I sit here, watching a repeat of Queer Eye (John K., cutest little old man ever) I take little breaks to look at my toe.
The one negative is that this means I won't have a toenail for my last formal, so...closed toe shoes it is! Heh, it's an annoyance, but a small one, and at least my "Sekke! I'm not going to have a toenail for formal!" was good for a laugh.
And no disparagig remarks about me looking at my toenail. You're just jealous you can't see it.
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Okay, so I recognize that my history of scrapes, bruises, and various injuries isn't exactly normal, so what I'm about to say isn't necessarily a good thing, but... I totally appreciate your fascination. I mean, it might suck, but at least it's COOL!
Amanda, when I was reading this post, and I saw that someone had commented I KNEW it was you! Haha, who else could it be???
Jan: I also think your toe sounds really cool!
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