I've had what I call a "chemo toe nail' for 2 1/2 years now. The second round of chemo called Taxol effected my nerves. It started with my ears and gradually moved downward until it ended up in my feet. As a result I have some nerve damage. I was told I would probably loose a toenail or two. All this time I thought the big toenail was coming off. It only started to tighten the curve, and has felt like an ingrown toe for a long time. Alan has very tenderly worked on it and trimmed off the corner which made it feel better temporarily. With encouragement of Heather and Rachel I made an appointment with an awesome podiatrist. I really wanted an appointment on Friday afternoon, so I would have a couple of days before going back to school. (First graders have a tendency to not know where their feet are at all times.) It didn't work out that way, my appointment was Monday afternoon at 3:15, I was on my way home at 4:15 with a numb toe. The Doctor cut about 3/8" off the inside of my toenail all the way down to the root. He killed the root and wrapped it up . - not the root- my toe. I was aprehensive all evening about the numbness wearing off, I took some aleeve about 8:00 just incase. This morning I unwrapped it, showered, applies a bandaid, put on socks and tennis shoes and went to school. No one stepped on my toe, but if they had I don't think it would have hurt. I haven't been bothered by it at all. Got no sympathy because no one knew, because it didn't-doesn't hurt.
I told you my Doctor was awesome. Dr. Cameron McKay. Now the only question is- does it not hurt because I'm a tough 'ole bird, have no feeling in my feet anyway or was the Dr just plain awesome. What ever the reason, I'm not complaining- just extremely grateful. My advice- don't just live with pain if it can be aleviated!
We so enjoy Kathryn at our house. In spite of less sleep at night and Sunday afternoon naps. I love to watch her play and listen to her talk. She calls the dog 'Sharlie'. This morning, after having a fever since Sunday she threw up in her bed. (Heather's too) She sat their crying as we grabbed a towel, "spilled, spilled." 
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