Looks like they won't have to amputate my foot after all. Last night I was examining the monstrosity that had once been my toe and what I thought was an extra-thick toe nail was actually a giant blood blister. Without being too graphic, I opened it up and drained at least a teaspoon of fluid out of it. It still hurts but the redness and pain are subsiding and I can actually concentrate on things besides my toe--like work. Thanks for all of the concern.
Is it possible? Rufflebutt is getting cuter by the minute. She plays games with me now. She likes to fly around like superbaby. When I lie on my back and hold her over me, she spreads her arms out, a wide grin plastered over her face. She likes to be held a lot. I mean, a lot. If we leave her on her blanket and do something else, she squawks loudly until we pay her the attention she craves. I did say she was a princess, right?
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