Feet and Falling Apart Continued

So remember when my left toenail fell off with apparently no reason?  I should have known better than to assume that it did it por puro gusto.  Turns out I have a fungus on my toenails.  I have since found out that fungus is incredibly hard to get rid of, and that if I don't want to take the oral treatment, which could possibly cause liver damage*, I will have to apply a topical treatment for six months.  Six months.  At least now I can share in my mother's pain.

Also, my sandals broke today.  This is, I believe, the tenth pair of shoes that Nicaragua has killed.

These were pair number seven.  And so, my feet and their accessories still struggle on.  Such is life here.

*Actually, Peace Corps won't give me the oral treatment, since they say they don't have the ability to monitor my liver function closely enough to make it a safe option.