Monday, June 21, 2010

The Sad Ballad of Mummy Toe


Although this is a sad story with a horrific mummy toe in it,  it isn't a ghost story.  In fact, technically speaking, it is completely off topic, so I added a ghost to the picture below to make it more haunting.  The story of mummy toe begins with my stupidity (so many of my stories start this way).   When I was 9 months pregnant,  I moved from Mobile, Alabama to Richmond, Virginia.  We weren't that well off and we had to move the furniture ourselves.  I tend to think of myself as quite buff and decided that even though I was nine months pregnant,  I probably could carry a dresser up a flight of stairs on my own.   I dropped the dresser, crushing my toe.

My toe was badly injured.  It was broken in several places and there was a laceration under the toe nail.  The toe nail had to be partially removed for stitches and I had to wear a terrible therapeutic shoe. I have a shoe fetish and this was very hard for me.  It was a very ugly shoe.  The bone healed, but the cut became infected as the nail grew back and required further work after my son was older.   Sadly,  my toe has never recovered.   My son seemed to spring out of me talking and it wasn't long before he nick named my toe mummy toe.  My husband and he came up song to go with my gauzy and terrifying toe.  They used to sing it to me when I tried to put on sandals. I've spent many years now hiding my toe.   I didn't want to terrify small children and strangers in a way that ghosts probably never could. I know even reading this story is probably going to give my readers bad dreams.

Today, however,  mummy toe had a small triumph.  I went to get my toes done and the pedicurist performed some kind of miracle involving paint and glitter.  Somehow,  she transformed mummy toe into something almost pretty.  This is my celebratory blog.  I can wear sandals!  My feet may never be pretty, but at least I'm not scarring small children.

7 comments:

Pam Morris said...

lol...it looks simply lovely!

Gabriel Alexander said...

That is the most horrifying picture I have ever seen in my life! No...actually you have very nice feet. :)

Above the Norm said...

Looks great Jessica. Those ladies and even gentlemen that paint the toes know how to weave their magic. Both of my littlest toes barely have nails and they still find something to paint. Your toes are pretty.

Jessica Penot said...

Thanks! I think the nail salon will have my business again. It is nice being able to show my feet.

The Wolf said...

Trust me I've seen some messed up things you're toe is not one of them. Glad to hear you have the confidence to wear sandels again.

Jessica Penot said...

You didn't see it before.... But thankyou.

laughingwolf said...

neat wee tale, jessica ;) lol

have a sourtoe cocktail:
http://www.thestar.com/news/article/203179