my left foot

No, that isn't a reference to the 1989 movie with Daniel Day-Lewis.

I can't even believe that sprang to mind, as long ago as it was.

Perhaps my mental jukebox keeps track of movie stuff, too, to cue up for me when a stray phrase drops a quarter.

At any rate, I'm literally talking about my left lower appendage.

Kindly ignore for the moment that it's wearing a sandal in February.

Notice the toenails, please.

See how nicely trimmed and neat-looking they are?

Now, take a gander at my right foot, also sandal-clad.

Again, focus on the toenails.

These are all different lengths and not nearly as nice as the ones on the other foot.

That's because I can easily bend down and take care of my left foot.

Not so for the right side, as the inguinal hernia prevents that flexibility.

I did manage to contort enough to catch that middle toe, though, by standing with my heel down and my toes all straining upward to the clippers.

However, when I tried to get to the toe between that one and the little toe, the clippers only succeeded in nicking the toe and making it bleed.

That's why I was so grateful for a warm day so I could wear sandals.

Yesterday had not quite been as warm, nor will tomorrow be.

But the weather song had predicted the low 70's and it's actually been better than that for this Thursday.

Most excellent!

That allowed me to go wash clothes in shorts and sandals, again.

I had known it must be time... I was almost out of panties!

Remember: I have a drawer just for them!

Now, all of those will be clean, as well as all the long pants and my favorite sweaters, as well as a few socks.

Well, the ones for the left foot, at least.

I'm so looking forward to seeing the surgeon about that hernia!

The appointment is on Tuesday and I am so ready for it!