So today I went to the doctor to have them (her) look at my nail. It had been bothering me for weeks and had been bloody and whatnot, it was an ingrown nail because I cut it too short. Well I get there and she sees that there is a piece of skin in between the nail and finger on the side of the nail that is causing the problem. Well. The fun begins. She reaches for a swab-looking thing. "oh goody, she's just taking a culture or something." Ha. I couldn't have been more wrong. It was silver oxide, i believe. Whatever it was, it didn't matter. She stuck that sucker right into my nail and I howled. Guys, ever zipped your wang up? Not even close. I've broken bones, zipped it up, sprained things, pulled things, dislocated things, had a bike seat crammed up my ***hole after casing a jump, and nothing can even compare. I was howling like a little girl. It went like this. "HoooooOOOOOLY ****!" right there in the room. It hurt. So bad. My god. She said it should get better soon. Here's to hoping so I can play any type of stringed intrument in the near future. Moral of the story? Don't get ingrown fingernails.