...has fallen off.
You see, Hayden managed, somehow, weighing only about 60 lbs., stepped on my toe last week, and bruised it. My mother, who is deathly afraid of feet, told me my toenail was going to fall out. Following that, she shuddered in disgust.
It was very loose. I won't mention the details, but it was pretty nasty every time I squeezed my toe.
I limped around on a bruised toe for about a week, and then, last night, my toenail fell out.
My mother will have nightmares for years to come.
P.S. CHECK MY FACEBOOK WALL FOR PICTURES IN THE NEAR FUTURE...
Thursday, April 16, 2009
My Toenail
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