Big Deal.

Today, I had to have two toenails removed. Horrible experience. Very painful. No numbing shots, just ripped the mothers out. I screamed. Not going to lie, I screamed the F word. It was bad. And I'm not a wuss when it comes to pain. I have a long list of prior painful experiences:

• four wisdom teeth pulled with only a shot of Novocain.
• extensive skin grafting.
• a failed skin graft where nerves were exposed.
• numbing shots to my neck when a line was threaded from my neck to my chest. Twice do to the residents error.

I've experienced pain, and have a fairly high threshold for it. The ripping of the toenails was up there on my Oh-my-goodness-what-the-fuvk-is-this-I-think-I-am-going-to-pass-out.

So, after the awful experience, I called in to work and said I wouldn't be in to the office and went and spent the day with my momma.

Then, Scooter and I chillaxed at home. He's kind of a big deal, you know.

And tomorrow is a new day. Thank goodness!