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Well here it is short and sweet.

when I went to return the back seat of my car from a folded down position to the regular upright position I found it was jammed back by the pressure of the front seats. I tried to pull it up twice and both times it came up part way and then jammed. So rather than do the smart thing and move the front seat forward to release the pressure I decided just to give it one solid heartfelt tug. The seat came up all right but unfortunately it somehow hooked my index fingernail and pulled it 97% off in one shot. Unfortunately the root of one side of the nail was still attached under the skin.

I experimented with sort of folding it back over with the idea that I could tape it down and wait for it to come off naturally, but that hurt like hell. So I went in the house, grabbed my robo grip pliers, got a solid hold on the nail, closed my eyes, and gave it one quick yank, and voila no more nail. Lot's of blood and pain but no nail.

This picture is from approximately day 3 and is the only photo I took. Needless to say it took forever to heal and hurt the whole time. Hope you enjoy the picture.

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Editor's Notes:

Damnit man, that makes me flinch just thinking about it. If anyone at home is thinking that this is the AMA recommended method for removing fingernails, you'd be wrong. It's not even the ShowMeYourWound.com recommended method, although I'm fond of the tape idea. Not bad.

When I was growing up, I played organized baseball. I played catcher. I loved catching. The catcher is in on every play, wide awake, no looking for four leaf clovers behind homeplate. Anyway, once as a teenager, there was a play at home and I tried to block the plate with my foot. The big fella sliding into home happened to have on metal cleats that day. You didn't see metal cleats very often in this particular league, mostly because they were against the rules.

Well, I knew he hurt me and after the inning I took my shoe off and there was blood on my sock. I quickly put my shoe back on, never having looked at the actual damage, because I didn't want to be taken out of the game. When I got home I took a look and my big toe nail was bent straight up and down about half way back.

I soaked it in peroxide and spent about an hour gently clipping the straight up and down part until it was almost down to the bend. This is how I know that I could never pull a nail out. I couldn't even clip one that hurt a little bit.

The End.

You thought you were going to send your wound in and it would be all about you, and I had a story to tell too. Sorry about that.

Sharky

Photos:
Dude- Where's my nail?