Mrs. Mackey this is just for you...and whoever else happens to be stopping in (my apologies). For those of yins (I don't know why I went all Pittsburgh on ya there?) coming late to the toe party, a month ago I stupidly stubbed my toe on something under my desk. Because I am the BBG, of course this wasn't just a hop around and whine occasion, noooooo, the nail of the "this lil' piggy went home" toe actually came out of the nail bed at the bottom and was up and over the cuticle.
Yea. It wasn't pleasant. And was just the topper of an otherwise perfectly horrible weekend. I was taken upstairs and cleaned off and slipped the nail back under the cuticle. (Eeeeewww, right?)
Since then I've been trying to keep my eye on it and have, much to my chagrin been wearin' shoes around the house. Crappy as I'm very much the barefoot sort in the confines of my four walls. It's been a few weeks since last I saw it (thank you nail polish!), but today I redid the nail polish giving me a peek at the toe ta-doin's.
Exhibit A:
As you can see the "this lil' piggy had roast beef" toe is almost 100% good in da hood. The bruise underneath the nail has almost grown out completely. The other one is discolored and generally looks sad. However, it feels fine, not wiggly, even when I clipped it. There is no pain or anything. I hope it doesn't stay that hue. But as I keep my nails polished and flip flop ready all of the time, I guess as long as it doesn't get worse all is fine.
Oh. Fuck, shit, damn, hell. (I can't have a non cursing post can I?)
Now to finish painting these two nails...
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