GRAPHIC POST

WARNING:

GRAPHIC POST OF NAIL-LESS TOE. NOT FOR THOSE WHO ARE RIGHT NOW EATING, AND WHO HURL EASILY.

So, Fahmy and i have been dating for 2 months that 30th November. beautiful day. we dressed nice, we went to Plaza Singapura and had a bite. we even braved those chinese machines and took lovely photos ourselves.

then we got in the train.

we were thumbg wrestling.

and that's when all hell broke loose after i took a lunge forward and accidentally kicked my foot under his shoe.

i looked down and...

Seriously, if you think you can't see this, you shouldn't.

after screaming at him and his parents, we wound up at NUH.

oh God it looks bad doesn't it? i'm feeling it all over again.

the wonderful staff slowly pushed my nail back down although it wouldn't stay down, so they had to tape it down. after 3 hours of waiting of course. and i was next to this Indian foreign guy who was bleeding down his face. police case. apparently he got whacked by 3 guys.

so afterr 3-4 days of agony, i went to my dad's clinic, to reexperience the lovely hell i went through.

my dad removed the bandage, which was kinda stuck onto the nail, which was sticking out more than usual, all sharp and... black.

he then injected around my toe 4 times, which is so painful cause he was injecting into such a delicate area, and not like into fats. and he'd put in the needle and move it around a bit to get the anasthesia everywhere. 4 TIMES!

then he dug in with a scissors, cut my nail halfway through, dug in the rest of the way, and twisted and turned until it came off.

it FUCKING hurt.

cause my nail was already stuck onto my toe, he just basically wrenched it out again.

yeah, ouch.

more graphic photos? oh sure.

i'll bet you're gonna cut your toenails and be careful from now eh?