Monday, January 28, 2008

Under The Knife Revisited

Almost 18 months on, and I'm now lined up for a second spell under the surgeon's knife in the seemingly never-ending quest to fix my knackered toes.

Regular readers (don't you have anything better to do?) will remember that I was first hacked at by the surgeon's blade in October 2006.

Whilst the operation was a complete success, my recovery caused much hilarity and much swearing in Groanin' Towers, as I hopped around the house smacking the bandaged toe off tables, doors and walls.

This time, things will be different. Firstly, because I now live an hour away from my place of work, I'll be excused a few days at the coal face, as my bleeding wounds will make driving and walking impossible.

So, I effectively get three days off work without actually feeling ill. I can lie on the sofa and watch DVDs, continue my push towards European success with Rangers on Football Manager 2008 and generally just lounge around like the lazy slob I am, all with the perfect excuses hanging off the bottom of my legs.

Hopefully the doctor will take one look at my troublesome tootsies and decide to remove both nails completely, allowing me to never again be troubled by ingrowing nails. Most footballers allegedly peak at the age of 28. So this should be my season.....

4 comments:

Erica said...

Gods! You'd let him remove your toenails altogether?? Would they grow back? It sounds positively excruciating...torture! Get well soon. Make sure you get lots of drugs.

Groanin' Jock said...

There are two options Erica - rip them out and let them grow back, or rip them out and kill the nail bed so they don't. I think the doctor may opt for the former, but I'm easy either way.

Anonymous said...

... yikes, man.... enjoy your three days off....

Eric

Ian Lidster said...

May it all go well, and enjoy your 3 days utterly without guilt.