My Wolf Crying Boy!

If you ever heard the fable of the "The Boy Who Cried Wolf!" you will understand my concern.  I earlier told you about Grandpa getting a haircut last week.  Shaving is another OUCH experience for him and this morning I encountered another situation that has me beginning to worry about rather or not I am hurting him or he is just my "drama king" who can't be taken too serious.  For years he has had really terrible toenail fungus.  We have been to a foot doctor and I have recently used an over the counter anti-fungal medication to try and get it in check.  Unfortunately, over the years several of his toenails have gotten misshapen and so I decided this morning it was time to try and do a little toe clipper surgery to at least relieve his discomfort.  Oh my goodness!  Before the clipper even touched his toe he was yelling that I was hurting him.  I kept saying that he was okay and I was only cutting the toe nail--not his skin.  Little did that help.  Sometimes the reality of my care giving experience is that you have to become a little callous in dealing with uncomfortable situations.  For grandpa it is--showers, haircuts, shaving, dressing, undressing, going to the restroom, going to the store, toe nail clipping...to mention just a few.  Don't worry this wolf (ME) won't eat him up and the sheep will be okay--but I wish I could convince him to find a new fable!