Fun Thought:
I haven’t bled through a pair of shoes in a while.
TIME TO CHANGE THAT!
Around mile 10 of my marathon today, I realized that the front of my right foot felt kind of wet, as if I’d stepped in a tiny puddle.
Turns out…
I didn’t want to stop to take my shoe off and it wasn’t hurting yet, so I continued onward. It actually didn’t hurt too badly until I got back home and took my shoe and sock off.
Observe:
Could be worse. I thought my toenail just sheered off or something. Instead, I had a hole in the toe of my sock and the exposed part of the toe had the top layers of skin rubbed off. It bled a lot more than it deserved to for that small of an injury.
Bandage has been applied; walking and running must resume!
(Thrilling blog post, I know.)
Uh…
Why…why is my middle toe so red?
Is it dying?
(It’s probably dying)
Toe, if you’re dying, I need you to move to the left foot. That’s where all the dying toes go.
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The Ongoing Saga of Claudia’s Toenail: An Update
So in a fit of jealous rage over my middle toe getting all the attention, my second toe decided to turn all black and blue for ABSOLUTELY NO REASON WHATSOEVER.
So now I’ve got this nonsense going on:
Party time.
The Ongoing Saga of Claudia’s Toenail
So remember when my years-blackened toenail decided to get some therapy to get over his issues and eventually found a way to shed the dead upper toenail layer in order to allow the healthy(-ish) toenail layer thrive from beneath?
Yeah, I accidentally rammed him into a weight a few nights ago and now he looks like this:
Life’s rough.
It’s Post Toe-matic Stress Disorder okay I’m done.
Ouchie
I’m 10 days into the “No Health Insurance Zone” and what do I do? Practically amputate my toe.
Story:
I have an old science beaker that has been in my possession for like 6 years now. When I was up in Vancouver I just put a bunch of fake flowers in it, but since I’ve been back in Moscow my drive to decorate the basement has been practically zero, so the beaker’s been sitting on my bookshelf.
Well, at some point it got broken. And by “broken” I mean that something must have rammed into it because a large chunk of glass is now missing from the side. The general structure is still okay, though, so I just kept it on the shelf.
A couple weeks ago I moved it off the shelf (for some reason, who knows what) and set it on the floor by the bookshelf. Because I’m me, I haven’t moved it back.
So tonight I was screwing around doing twirls and stuff in the living room (don’t ask) and I manage to ram my pinky toe riiiiight into the jagged glass. And you know how you can peel an apple all the way around with a peeler? That’s pretty much what the glass did to my toe.
So now I’ve got like 5 bandages on it and have got it (somewhat) elevated. I think the bleeding’s pretty much stopped, but it’ll be just my luck to jam it into the TV stand or something.
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