Hope points out a couple of teeny hang nails on my right hand. Hang nails can indicate poor digestion and a poor break down of protein. The naturopath suggests eating protein first when I have a meal, and when I have my daily poached egg, to put some rocket or bitter greens with it, which will help break down the protein. Some probiotics wouldn't go amiss too.
Hope suggests eating two brazil nuts daily to give me selenium to help with any potential thyroid problems. I buy some the next day. Aren't brazil nuts horrible when you compare them with cashews or almonds? It's like eating someone's hairy knuckle. Just deeply unpleasant.
All in all though, my nails are in pretty good nick, Hope reassures me. And the fact they grow like topsy is a good sign, though I usually have them cut pretty short because I use a keyboard so much.
I trot off for my manicure the next day and surprise my Pedman Spicer therapist by opting against getting nail varnish. It's just too distressing watching it chip a day later. But she works on my cuticles and my nails are buffed and shaped. Apparently massaging the nails and cuticles with cuticle oil regularly is good for the growth of your nails.
I leave with an all-in-one nail file which has a buffer, file, polisher, you name it. I'm all set to be pretty and shiny.
Next week:
Tra la la, I am off to join a choir. Singing has wonderful health benefits, unless you are a pop star and you strain your vocal cords. Just look what it did for those groovy old timers from the Young at Heart film.