Sometimes I really wonder about myself, even kick myself. Today was one of those days.
My foot has been killing me. That nerve that’s inflamed hasn’t gotten any better and I’ve been hobbling around or just not going anywhere that requires a lot of walking. But with Lady Ali’s graduation coming up and our trip to visit her, do some things in Orlando together I knew I had to go see the podiatrist.
It took forever to get an appointment because I waited so long. Today was the day though. While sitting in his chair with my heart beating wildly I told him how afraid I was. He asked me why. I told him that since I had the injections in my other foot before I was afraid of the pain. Now this is coming from me, someone who’s been through much more painful medical procedures and just all around chronic pain.
It was the fear of knowing that the last time it hurt so bad that I jumped off the chair, really. I know that I cried too. So my fear was of the past.
So now for today…by the time the doc pushed my chair back so I wouldn’t see anything, my Mom held my hand, it was over. I felt nothing. It was just a little cold from the spray he put on me, then a little pressure but that was it.
He gave me orthotics for my shoes. I’ll need two more shots with two weeks in between. I won’t be perfect for dd’s graduation but a lot better than I am now. I think I’m in love with my foot doctor!




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So glad that it wasn’t as bad as the last time and that all that worrying was for naught! Hope you have at least some relief now!
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