Friday, May 07, 2010

The gods don't want me walking...

This is getting ridiculous. As far as my legs and feet are concerned it's just one thing after another!

I've had arthritis in my knees since my mid-teens. I'd torn ligaments several times, and the strain to my joints led to the arthritis developing. There's not much that can be done. I had physiotherapy once, but other than that I take anti-inflammatories when I really need to and try to keep my leg muscles strong to help support the knee joints. Sometimes they're not bad, but at other times trying to bend or straighten them feels like having chisels jammed into my knees and twisted...

While I was pregnant I developed plantar fasciitis which caused a lot of pain in my heels. By the evening I could barely walk and just shuffed round the house. After Zeph was born it mostly got better in my right foot but stayed just as bad in my left. I've got a referral to the podiatry clinic at our doctors', but while waiting for that I tripped in our living room and I've pulled or torn something in my right foot. There's a swollen area on the inner side of my foot that hurts, and it's no better nearly two months later.

Oh, and to top it all off, a week ago I thought I had something in my shoe, like a bit of gravel. I checked in my shoe and sock, and there was nothing there, but that evening I found a tiny cut on the sole of my foot. For the next few days it hurt whenever I was wearing my shoes. I checked my shoe and sock repeatedly, but never found anything. By then I was assuming that it was just the walking on a cut that was making it hurt. When I was at my parents' house on Thursday evening they noticed blood on the bottom of my sock and asked about it. I explained, then my dad suggested thast there might be a nail in my shoe. I scoffed at that, then turned my shoe over. Sure enough there was a large drawing pin* embedded there, that couldn't be felt from the inside unless you pushed on the outside too... My response was to spend the rest of the evening muttering "Bastard pin!" under my breath.

So, I currently have buggered knees, a knackered left heel, a damaged right foot and a small hole in the bottom of my foot. See why I think the gods don't want me walking? *sigh*

*'Thumb tack', for the Americans.



At 3:16 pm, Blogger Shawna said...

You need for Chris to start carrying you everywhere. *hugs* Hope at least part of your problems get better soon!

At 7:47 pm, Blogger Acci said...

The gods want you to be carried around in a sedan chair by eight big burly male slaves, obviously.

And wouldn't that be a "foot tack" rather than a "thumb tack"?

At 12:16 am, Blogger Nettie said...

You poor thing, you really are in the wars! I hope it all starts to sort itself out soon.

At 12:29 am, Anonymous oppiejoe said...

*volunteers for teh burly slave gig*

*cheesy smile*


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