Yesterday,
I let Julie lead me on the longest walk I've done since I've
been sick. I asked her to walk a little more slowly than we usually do,
and she did; I asked for a few rests along the way, and she graciously
complied. The whole time, I was worried that I'd overdo it and start
coughing or just plain pass out, but neither happened.
Instead,
as we were on the final leg of our journey, I noticed that my right
heel was sore. It kept getting worse, and for the last half km or so,
it was all I could do to limp back to Julie's house. When we got
inside, I took off my sock and saw that something in my right boot had
caused a blister on the heel, covering an area larger than a toonie!
The skin came completely off as soon as I touched it, leaving the skin
raw and exposed. (There's a small piece of material missing from the
inside heel of the boot, apparently, which is what caused the
irritation. Time for a new pair of boots, I guess!)
Here's what we're talking about:
When I got
home, Drs Vicki & Emma put ointment and a bandage over the affected
area and after a few hours it stopped hurting. It was tough to find a position to sleep in that didn't sting, but I must've eventually.
This morning I thought
I'd go to yoga class, only to discover that putting a shoe on, even over
the bandage and a sock, caused so much pain that I couldn't take more
than a few steps before it was too much for me. Looks like I've traded
in one ailment for another, which impresses me not at all. I've now
missed more than 3 weeks of yoga and cycling classes, and am getting fed
up... and very out-of-shape!
Tuesday, December 04, 2012
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