I hate my feet. I am beginning to lose what little patience I was blessed with when it comes to my foot issue. You see dear reader there has been yet another set back in the old footsee dept.
I wasn’t due to get the pins taken out till next week, but last week noticed that the two pinned toes were setting in the wrong place, not on my head or anything really drastic and somewhat disfiguring like that, but setting in a higher position so that if left like that shoes and wearing of such items would be more than a tad difficult to say the least.
Off to see the surgeon and he removed the pins and ‘manipulated’ my toes into lower and straighter position. agony doesn’t come into this. They were taped down and yesterday I went back in again for another session of the same. My toes under this tape are a blackened, broken and swollen mess and they hurt like hell.
There was a suggestion (his) that when the ‘manipulating’ and taping were finished with and toes in alignment that he would just leave them like that. Like ‘that’ being with the last joint of the toes in question being broken over and curled under so i’d be left with feet rather as they are now, big toe in place then almost half toes then the little side toes. I manfully resisted the temptation to burst into tears (thanks to knowing the sheer agony of this ‘manipulation’ last week and taking evasive action by tanking up on valium and pain killers before I even set foot in the place yesterday) and argued that this wasn’t really ideal. So guess what folks, another op is now in the offing to straighten the ends of the toes once the damn things are in the right position again.
Am I sick of this? Am I tired of entrapment on the sofa? Bet your ass I am. At least I have have had a fun oppertunity to be creative in the foot fashion department by chopping off the end of one sock to accomodate the damage. Aha a new career move perchance – I think not.
So there you have it. My footy update for the week. Best foot forward and all that…………