About two weeks ago, Jaycee dropped the baby gate on her big toe. She cried and cried. . . Nothing too out of the ordinary for that type of injury, but she wouldn't stop for quite some time. I actually thought she'd broken her toe at some point until I looked and saw a wiggle or two. A few hours after the incident, Jaycee Lynn would not stop complaining and whining about her toe. Sure enough, there was a blue bruise (a little hard to tell because of the purple nail polish). It started to swell, and swell, and swell.
Then, the night we were on the dinner cruise in San Diego, Jaycee was wearing her fancy evening sandals. While dancing around, she tripped and smashed the front of her toe. She cried and cried. Then she told me she felt better (there was blood and puss everywhere by the point). She had managed to pop the pressurized toe and get some relief. And so, over the last few weeks, the toenail has slowly but surely been peeling it's way off it's original location. These pictures are from today. Quite the progress! And it will grow back. There is a healthy little nail underneath this hideous one. Poor Jaycee :(
