My Toenail

While some of you may find this gross...it was a very significant event in my life. Two days ago my toenail fell off. I was jumping up onto the bed, and I heard it crack. It hurt a little bit, but I was mostly relieved because I've been waiting for this to happen for some time.

I got married September 18th. On September 10th I was going out to eat with all my friends, and I had to get some gas. As I was putting the pump away I dropped it on my big toenail. It was probably the most pain I've ever felt, but I figured I'd be find for the wedding. Wrong. On Saturday I was supposed to get a pedicure, but my toenail was completely bruised. By Monday my whole toe had swollen to twice the size, and I had to walk on crutches. I could not stand for more than 5 minutes at a time. Not looking like I can walk down the aisle. Wednesday I went to the doctor, afraid that he would remove my toenail. He did not, but he made the swelling go down. By Saturday I was able to walk fine, and I got married with both of my toe nails.

I went back to see the doctor a week later, and paid $40 for him to tell me that it would eventually fall off. Now it has, and the story has come to a close.