Thursday, July 21, 2011

Does This Make Me A Full-Fledged Runner Now?

So remember me writing about losing toenails? By the horrified expressions on my pedicurists yesterday, it's officially happened. I've lost my toenails!

For the first time since SCMKL, I went for a mani/pedi. Seeing as how the new office is right next to a shopping mall (or three!), I decided to pop into a nail salon for a bit of pampering after a too-quick lunch.

The pedicurist, upon clipping my toenails, suddenly let out a horrified gasp and started yammering about how my nails were horridly fungus infected (because the flesh had separated from the nail, all the way to the base) and how I needed this magnificently over-priced unguent to remedy it.

Thing is, one of my besties has a nail fungal infection. She showed it to me and related how her pedicurist had actually inserted a lidi into the vacant space of her nail and how she barely felt it. So I knew that mine was no fungal infection and nothing more serious than what I've been reading of black/lost runner toenails.

I tried explaining to the woman that the black she was looking at were just bloodclots under the nails, and that the spaces where bits of the clots had chipped away and fell out were not fungal infections. She tried her damndest to yell me down and just to prove she had it right over my "excuses", she vehemently poked under my nail with a lidi. Without asking me first if it was okay to do so. The pain was so tear-inducing I almost kicked her in the face in reflex.

It was only then that she conceded my toenail were not fungus-ridden, but by that time I had insisted on a different pedicurist. 

Upon arriving home, I contorted myself into pretzel-like proportions to peer at my nails. Yup, the nails of my second+third toes on the right foot, and baby toe of my left foot had come clean away from the flesh! They don't hurt anymore.. unless of course some eejit pedicurist tries to jam sharp wooden skewers under them, or when I try to lift them higher (at which point it starts to ache at the base of the nail, which is still perfectly attached). 

Gross? Nyeahahaha! But cool. And according to some people, PROOF that I am a blooded (and nail-less!) runner!
So. It's official. I've lost three toenails. :O)

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