you know i thought that 99% of my troubles with the feet were over with.
And tonight, my husband had his steel toed size 12 boots on, and low and behold
we both turn around at the same time and my toenail gets smacked onto his steel toes.
I hobble to a chair, and my toenail on the only side that was not worked on by the podiatrist, is cracked up the middle and over to the side. Right now it hasn’t ripped off, but it certainly hurts. Which means it will likely rip off and be infected. And I’ll have to have another surgery, yet again. i hate this. I think it’s over with and this has to happen. sheesh!