This is not clickbait. I repeat this is NOT clickbait. My big toenail really did fall off in the middle of the night and it proves that I teetered underneath the “adulting” spectrum once again. I’m pretty okay with blood, heck sick doesn’t even bother me. I even have to pick up dog poo everyday of my life because I own a dog but nothing could prepare me for the immense wave of nausea that would overcome me when my toe nail decided to half hang on for dear life in the early hours on Monday morning.
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