It has been a month since I had my toenail taken off and killed. There were a lot of tiny blood vessels and nerves rolled up in it, and it is taking its own time healing. I didn't have to wear a bandage on it for two days. It has stopped weeping and is scabbed over well now. The podiatrist said it looked like it had a lot of trauma to it. Does breaking it four or five times and always seeming to run it into things or under things that peel the nail back away from the nail bed sound like a lot of trauma? This doesn't happen to my other foot or my other toes. I don't know why it has had such a hard time. It used to look much like my other foot, but now the whole toe is stunted and funny-looking from all the abuse.
We came home to Asian lilies in bloom. I thought they had all died, but there is one color left. I used to have lots of different colors of them.
I found two beautiful bedspreads last night with hummingbirds on them. I couldn't decide which I liked best for my granddaughter's bedroom in the other house. I was talking to my mother at the time, so I sent pictures to her and asked her opinion. She absolutely raved about one of them. I really liked it best, but using the pain chip, I figured the other would go in the room better. I bought both and sent one to my mother, so I got 10% off for buying two—a gift for both of us.
When we are at the lake, I don't mind watching local news. It usually has so much happy news, because there are not 15 minutes' worth of crimes and murders to report. It is just a happier place all around. I hope it stays that way. It also helps that we are not under the airport flight pattern, though being very close, and it doesn't have a train near us to listen to every 15 minutes.
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