Actually, there are no toenails for sale. But Sam had his big toe toenails removed last Wednesday. He was getting ingrown toenails so often, that he finally decided to just get rid of them altogether. He was in a lot of pain at first, but felt much better after going back to the doctor's and having his feet rewrapped less tightly, which was a large reason for the pain.
Poor Sammy has been stuck on the couch, doctor's orders, and so I have been at his beck and call. Refilling his glass, popping in a new movie for him, rearranging the pillows under his feet, etc., etc., etc. We had bought paint 2 days before his surgery for our bedroom walls, and so I got my workout going up and down the stairs in between painting and helping him out. And he has gotten soooo bored and sleep deprived from sleeping on the couch uncomfortably, that he is extra ornery. For example, do you have any idea how many times he has reached over and messed with my keyboard while I've been trying to type this? And he is absolutely insistent that I get him noodles tonight for dinner because he has been watching Anthony Bourdain for the past few hours!
But I love him, and can't help but laugh at his antics even when he's driving me nuts!
But I did tell him that he's not allowed any more surgeries for at least 10 years!!!