Desperate feet

**warning, this is kind of gross. Okay, really gross. I apologize. I do also note that as I am a mess, this really shouldn't surprise anyone.

Ever since my disastrous pedicure I've been having problems with my toenails. I've always had kind of nasty feet; my eczema flares up weekly and I'm prone to ingrown toenails if I don't keep my nails cut down and I have very deep nail beds. Not the feet of which a foot fetisher dreams. I can usually keep them tidy, if not pretty, but things have not been good since September.

First, I took off the polish in November (I don't have time for many pedicures) and noticed the inside of one of my big toenails was a little discolored. I thought at first that she didn't do a good bottom coat (red polish, needs a good undercoat or your nails go yellow) so I cleaned them up really well.

Turns out, I think it's a fungus. It's not terrible, and it's growing out, hasn't turned my nail hard or yellow or thick, so I thought I was okay to not visit a podiatrist and deal with it myself.

Then a couple days ago I noticed the middle toenail on my other foot was a little rough at the nail bed. I didn't actually notice it right away, but then when I looked at it I noticed that my nail was FALLING OFF. It had already detached from the nail bed and was holding on by the nerves under my nail, but oddly didn't hurt. The hubby (after making some strangled noises about how disgusting it was), but a band aid on so it wouldn't rip off.

Monday night I took off my boots and felt it loose in my sock. Oddly, I have such deep nailbeds that it really doesn't look like I lost a nail - however, I'm pretty sure there will be no polish until it regrows.

So anything more happens to my poor tootsies and I'm booking an appointment with my local foot doctor before whole appendages just rot and fall off.