The Death of a Toe *VIEW AT YOUR OWN RISK - not for the squeamish!*

OK - I won't subject you to my disgusting toe on here. Just click on the title if you are feeling particularly morbid.

Ah, what a day!

As you can see - I am having toe trouble. I won't go into too much detail. Needless to say - I finally went to the doctor. The doctor was a liar. Told me it wouldn't hurt. I ended up pulling off my sock and shoe (while driving) and jamming some papertowel between my toes that had previously been wrapped around the remnants of a week-old bagel. I was praying for all green lights so I wouldn't have to shift in my barefooted-paper-towel-led state. Instead, I got even the weird lights going red on me!

My toe looks like a giant blood blister right now. She told me it might go black a bit - but I'm not sure if this is healthy!

On a completely different note - I ran into someone I know on my way to the clinic. One of those people that intimidates me. I can't figure out what he's thinking and I can't read him - it drives me crazy. I was really tired because I just got off work and had only slept for 4 hours the night before. And my face goes pink when I don't get enough sleep. So of course I run into this person and become acutely aware of the fact that my face is hot and pink. Then I think that he thinks I am turning red because I am talking to him and promptly turn red. How's that for self-defeating? I get embarrassed because I think someone thinks I am. A vicious cycle. The moral of this story - get more sleep!