Tuesday, July 27, 2010

The gross out post

If you don't like feet, look away.

I love a good souvenir.  Don't you?  I usually like ones that mean something.  Ones you can enjoy for years to come, like a nice piece of art from Sacre Coeur in Paris, or a book purchased in Stirling, Scotland.  Nothing so lame as a t-shirt.  (I don't ever buy t-shirts from places I've visited because I will never wear them.)

I didn't find many souvenirs on my latest trip to DC.  I came back with 2 books, a postcard, and a magnet, but I also came back from DC with this:


eeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! 
That's dis-gusting!

Pretty sure it was from all of the walking.  My toe kept rubbing against the inside of my shoe, but I didn't really think much of it since it wasn't really bugging me all that much. 

It hurt for 2 weeks straight.  I didn't know how bad it was until I removed the sparkling glittery red polish that covered all my toenails. 

Now, this is the lovely souvenir I've been left with.  (M-Cat assures me that I'll more than likely loose the nail.  She would know as she's had it happen to her from some of her running escapades.)

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5 comments:

Missy said...

OOOhhhhh! You need to drill a hole in it to releive the pressure! Post that pic! LOL

mCat said...

You, my friend, have a runner's toe!! You are gonna lose that nail, and I hope it comes off at work. That would be awesome!

tammy said...

Ouch!

You do have some cute piggies though (this little piggy went to market...)

Anonymous said...

I never lost my nail--- and, PLEASE do not drill a hole in your nail, that would make your Sister-in-law, THE NURSE, not so happy!!! Come home, I'll take care of you----- YASL by The Mom

Anonymous said...

This coming from the RN, don't drill a hole in it. You'll get it infected and loose more than your toenail. It does look pretty sore.
"C"