Nope, just the one. It's possibly down to having a semi-fücked right knee making me place undue pressure on my left foot.Have you got one on each big toe?
Tape it up and crack on.
If you are still serving pop down to the MRS and ask one of the Scab Lifter to sort it for you (but don't get fooled into having your piles checked as well), or have a session in the NAAFI Bar/Squadron Bar/Mess and after a lot of scoops get one of the more sober troops to do the deed for you.
I know, when I was at Uni I woke up (hungover as fück, after a night on the lash) to a strange "stabbing" sensation in my back. My girlfriend (at the time - and now wife) had decided that she didn't like the look of a mole on my back, so decided to remove it, using only a nail file and (topically) a set of toenail clippers. To say I was unimpressed was an understatement.if you have a wife or g/f handy she will probably pay for the opportunity to operate on you - for some reason they love this sort of thing.