I've been meaning to,but keep forgetting to mention...
I potentially got my toe fixed, temporarily, I'm sure. I called the hospital that I have been going to, asking if there was anything I could do to self-treat at home because the antibiotics that they gave me for my toe did not work. They reduced the infection, but within a few days, it was back and awful as hell. So what was supposed to kill of the staph didn't kill it off.
I told them everything that I had taken and done to get rid of it, and they proceeded to tell me that I'd have to go to the hospital if I wanted anything done. The funny thing is that the woman I was talking to advised a DIFFERENT hospital, so... Apparently, they just sucked.
So, I put it off, day after day, because I REALLY don't like going to hte hospital, then one day, I casually said "my foot burns", and so...  demondragon decided to take me to the ER... In Mt. Airy. Not the local hospital. After some waiting, the doctor came in an dtook a look. Said he was just gonna clean it and send me on my way, but when he looked, he decided "Nope! That's too bad to just clean. Imma go get my tools and I'll be back."
Three shots of lidocaine, and I was not completely numb, which SUCKEd, but he cut anyway, and took out half of my nail.
Turns out, the other hospital didn't remove the nail right, and because there was still some of it there, the infection spread. BUT! It's not their fault, so I can't blame them.
The woman who cut it out told me "I don't notmally do this. This is not what I do. But if you want me to try..." and I said "fuck it. Do it". So...
Half of the nail was removed, I was given new antibiotics to take three times a day, two pills at a time, and...
So far, the infection looks to have cleared, but I JUST finished the antibiotics, and I am (mostly) pain free. So... Just waiting to see how it turns out in the end.
BUT!
I wore shoes, like... Closed toed shoes for the first time (aside from my grandmother's funeral) in over two years.
TWO YEARS!