Two Big Toes*

I stubbed my big toe on a piece of metal protruding from the bottom on the door
coming in from the garage to the house.

It hurt like heck. Bled some.

Busy getting breakfast, I didn’t clean it up.
Just hoped I didn’t get blood on the floor.

I was afraid I would lose the toenail but I didn’t dare look.

Finally DeRay said I should at least pour hydrogen peroxide on it.

I did more than that

I covered it with Neosporin and a Band Aid

so I wouldn’t snag it and pull the nail off.

Next day, it still hurt.

Getting serious, I soaked it in soda, Epsom salts,

and lavender essential oils.

Cures everything.

Feeling brave, I trimmed the nail and again covered the toe with
Neosporin and a Band Aid.

As I bounced into bed, the jagged toe nail caught on the covers –

Oh no!

I trimmed the toe nail and put the Band Aid on the WRONG BIG TOE!

How crazy do you have to be for that to happen?

True story.

*No relation to "Two Big Rocks".