My finger nails seem to have been getting weaker snd not stronger since chemo ended. I patiently, and against everything thst's normal for me, paint them each week or so, but they remained stubbornly bruised and battered but still there.
This evening I am going out, a posh black tie event in London. That's not my normal style, so I bought a new dress and spent the GDP of a small country on new sandals (how can sandals cost way more than a lovely dress) and thought, well, for once I am happy to have painted nails. Until I was drying my hands on a towel and my little finger nail broke in two. Now this is no normal “I've broken a nail”. No no no, this is a major clean break about 2/3 down the nail, completely detached from the skin (sorry if you're squeamish) and literally, and very stubbornly, hanging on by a tiny little thread, that hurts like hell when I gently pull it.
I think my elegance will be somewhat diminished by the band aid I now have in place. Guess I might need a few of those on my feet after wearing the new sandals too!
