Hold onto your hats! I have a toe parasite too. Discovered on arrival in the U.S. as I hobbled off our flight from London.
I’ll spare you the photos as it’s pretty gross. Suffice it to say that this was one time it was truly advantageous to have Dr. Sam on hand. His first reaction, as a clinician and scientist, was to say, “Cool!” Then he set to work with his miniature Buck knife to dig out the eggs. See previous explanation here for the gory details: http://gapyearaftersixty.com/not-for-the-squeamish-update-on-sams-parasite/
The operation really didn’t hurt at all. Toe (4th one on left foot) feels fine this AM. More notable is our reaction to everything U.S. after four weeks in Africa and Madagascar.
As soon as you walk into the giant arrivals hall at JFK it smacks you in the face. Big, new, shiny, clean, powerful. And most notably, FAST and efficient. And then there’s the marvelous potable water that comes gushing out of the faucet. And as much ice as you want in your drink. And an automatic coffee machine in our otherwise pretty crummy Sheraton JFK hotel room. It brews perfect Starbucks coffee from those pods.
Funny how the little things you take for granted add up. It’s good to be home.