If you know me well, you know I HATE feet. They are so nasty and sweaty and smelly... ugh just the worst. A week ago Cam came limping into the house and said someone close the door on his foot. He had his tennis shoes on, so we weren't sure what to expect. When he took his shoe off this is what we saw.
I'm not sure how hard someone closed the door to do this but it was pretty nasty. He was freaking out and didn't want it touched. We wrapped it in hopes that the nail may go down, but by bed it didn't. After a lot of convincing we were finally able to gt him distracted and Brad pushed it back down. Even the pictures make my stomach turn.
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