Maybe I'm a complete pussy, but once they took off the tape and I got a look at the long incision down the left side of my foot, I got mega-queasy. Then I got lightheaded and felt like I might faint, so they had me lay back, drink water, and take deep breathes. When it was time to start snipping the stitches, the doctor told me I would feel "a little tug." Well, I can assure you, it did not feel like a "little tug." It fucking hurt. One of the stitches in my second toe had wedged itself into my skin like a soldier hunkering down in the trenches who has pledged that he won't be taken alive. That one was the worst, and I actually cried out, "FUCK!!!!!!!"
The angle is a little odd, because I still had my head back in the weird podiatrist chair contraption. But, my guess is you can still tell where that little soldier was.
Again, my pedicure still looks good!
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