A whole different perspective

So, if you are squeemish, this probably isn't the post you wanna be reading.

Last night, I noticed my big toe was hurting pretty badly.  I get ingrown toenails all the time, but it doesn't take too much to fix them and make them better on my own.  This one, yucky, happened to be all inflamed and infected.  And well, being pregnant, I could hardly reach to take care of it myself and ended up doing more damage than good.  Yeah, I ripped off the top portion of my nail, leaving the ingrown part intact.

So!  I just added myself onto the schedule at work and decided my doctor could do a better job.  And I asked Nick to be there to hold my hand because I'm a bit of a baby.  Funny how I have absolutely no problem inflicting pain and torture on others, but when it comes to me?  I'm such a wimp!

The end of the night comes, and Aaron is like, ok Sara, are you ready?  I give him this kinda, yes but I might cry look, and we all go into the lab.  After he looked at it, he told me that I really needed to have that portion removed and get an antibiotic, and even though I didn't want the shot, I agreed.  Haha, I got to set up for my own procedure and everything.  My  favorite is when he tells a patient, ok, the numbing medicine is going to feel like a little bee sting, a poke and a burn.  Oh my goodness!  I will never laugh at a patient again, and now I have a healthy respect for the ones that don't make noise on the table.  He stuck the needle in and injected the lidocaine and I was like, OH MY GOSH! All the while my sweet husband is holding my hand, telling me what a great job I'm doing.

Then he starts making faces and commenting, holy crap, it's a good thing you can't feel what's going on!  I've seen plenty of toenail removals, I know how brutal they are.  I was laying down though so I didn't flop off the table when Aaron gave me the shot, and decided to just stay there.

When it was all over, I sat up and Aaron showed me the piece of nail that he pulled out.  Sucker was like an iceburg!  70 % was buried into my poor toe!!  He said I should take it home and make an Alaskan eskimo necklace out of it.  Haha, then he did my job and dressed it all up.

It's soo weird being on the other end of things, being the patient and not the assistant.  And holy cow!  That shot BURNS!  I'm really going to do well with child birth huh?  Then again, I have had patients tell me that labor pains were more manageable than a silly toenail removal.   Haha, guess we'll find out in a few weeks huh?  I'll be sure to blog all about that one!!!