Had a nightmare trying to cut my toe nails in the shower today. Both my legs decided to have a shaking frenzy & the room was spinning like a merry go round. Then my hand kept dropping the tweezers. I was so determined to rid myself of the claws.
With clawed up feet, walking has become a carpet pluck.
I’m thankful I can still walk. Even if it seems like being a magnet. Drawn to certain directions & easily passing off as someone paralytically drunk. I’ve only had a pint of water with Iodine drops.
The moral of this story is, see a chiropodist if it’s a struggle.
The simple things can turn into a bad scenario.
Terry’s toe nails.