Pain

I haven't felt so much pain since I passed a kid from my cookie- coo 15 years ago.

I dropped something on my toe last night - I think I cracked the nail. Its blue and is throbbing.

I am so gonna lose the nail. I know I am. That is disgusting.

What if they have to amputate?

So as J is bringing me a bag of ice, while I am agony on the floor, she is trying to calm me down by telling me a story about her friend.

Apparently - her friend kicked something and lost the nail.

The girl not wanting to let anyone know - painted toenail polish over the skin.

I didn't know whether to laugh or hurl.

I get grossed out by things.

J had to pull her own teeth and the sound or sight of things makes me throw up in my mouth a little bit.

If my toenail falls off I am going to be beside myself.

It makes me think of "The Fly" the remake.

Remember when Jeff Goldblum was transforming into the fly? He sat there and pulled off his nails one by one?

Aaaacccccckkkkk!

I am gonna need some serious meds (meds - see alcohol) for this one.