Wednesday, September 7, 2011

It finally came off!!

Last night when Cody and I were at 7 Peaks (for the stake opening social), we were walking into the wave pool, with two minutes until the waves were set to go off.  When we reached the four feet point, where the drop off is in the pool, I turned funny, with my left foot twisting on top of my right foot, and suddenly my toenail on my right big toe feeling very loose.

Granted, I knew this toenail was coming off. I knew as soon as I broke my toe that I'd probably be losing my toenail, so I've long since said au revoir to that beloved toenail.

However, even though I had resigned myself to the fact that I'd be losing my toenail, it felt weird that it was finally here. I would be shortly losing my toenail.  I started mildly panicking and Cody could see that I was worried so he had me sit down in a more shallow part of the wave pool and he began to examine my toenail.

While I kept freaking out and asking, "What are you doing?" as he was poking and prodding and examining my toenail, I decided that I wouldn't look at him or else I would imagine worse things than what he was probably doing.  In the midst of my squirming, Cody asked me if I could feel anything that he was doing. I said, "No...Is it gone? Did you take it off?"  Cody asked again if I was sure I really couldn't feel anything, to which I responded in the negative once more.  He gave me a lopsided smile and said, "Well, it's off. You really didn't feel anything?"

He showed me my disgusting toenail that was no longer attached. And that is hopefully the longest story about a toenail that I shall ever write.

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