my toe = gross2k

Hey, so, um, well... this blog isn't about anything pretty. It's about my right big toe that I mangled up last week. I cut a big hunk off it with nail clippers - totally by accident. It hurt, but I just thought it would heal up so I left it alone. I think around Saturday it started getting infected. That's my guess as to when it started because I was out meandering about for a good portion of the day with my shoe on (rubbing it), foot sweating, blah blah blah. So it turned really red and started to swell. It just kept getting bigger and bigger until the wound actually turned inside out. I am not kidding. It looked like I was growing a tumor on it or something and it hurt so bad. It was actually pretty scary. (It made Nick cringe and that's hard to do). Anyway, I've been at work for two days in one shoe and a sock with my foot propped up under my desk because it hurt if I kept it down low... I'm guessing because more blood would flow down to it.

Today I finally broke down and went to the doctor. I'd had enough. Well, big surprise, guess what they wanted to do - lance it, of course. That didn't really bother me so much as what they had to do beforehand, which was give me two shots straight into my foot right near my big toe. *cringe* It really started hurting while he was giving me the injection and I said to the doctor that it felt like it was coming out the bottom of my foot and he replied, "It is." WTF?! On the left you can actually see where the needle either did, or almost did, come out the bottom of my foot. Ugh, and I felt it... no, I freakin' ENDURED it. TWICE. Not fun.

On the plus side I couldn't feel my toe anymore after that - which was a lovely change of pace from the last few days. Then I got to watch him cut it...very interesting, but disappointing. Yes, there was pus, but not much. After what I just went through, I wanted a freakin' RIVER of it to come out... that would have made it worth the shots. But no. Not much at all. I really hope it helps; otherwise I'll feel like I got shots through the foot for no good reason. And that would make me unhappy. Very, very unhappy.

For anyone who doesn't know me - I'm no stranger to needles. I have several piercings... I don't mind being stabbed on occasion.  But I'll admit that was rough. *cringes some more* On the upside I had a really cute nurse (the same one I get every time I go there... I wonder if that's a coincidence or if she has anything to do with it... hmmm) and I had Nick there to cringe with me. It was sweet of him to go... I know how much nail- and foot-related injuries get to him. I think the needles were the worst part for him, too. He said he almost couldn't watch. Anyway, yeah, if you don't believe me, he's my witness. He saw it all.