Hello, friends! How are you all doing? Me? Well... You know how things are with me. If it's not one thing, it's another.
A few days ago, I was putting the dishes away and I dropped one of Jack's cat food bowls. It broke all over the floor in front of the sink. I cleaned it all up and was pretty sure everything was fine. On Monday night I was making potato salad and I stepped on something in my bare feet. I have such bad arthritis in my feet that I often walk around barefoot because shoes hurt so much. I looked and brushed off my foot and thought everything was OK. It wasn't. My heel began to hurt worse and worse. Then it started to swell. I stayed off of it as much as I could and sort of walked on the side of my foot to not hit the heel. I went to the bathroom, got my magnifying mirror and a pair of tweezers, and went to work. I saw a mark on my heel and some blood. So I picked at it trying to get out whatever was there, but couldn't. Joe was taking a nap, but I woke him up and he tried to get it out too. I figured he had a better view. But he couldn't get it either.
Yesterday I went to Bible Study and of course was wearing my shoes. My foot started swelling even though I was sitting down. It hurt a bit driving home, but I figured it was just so sore.
But it didn't get better. So after I got something to eat, I went to Urgent Care. The doctor there had me get three x-rays and they saw a 3 mm. fragment of something about an inch into my heel. The doctor got some very sharp tiny tweezers and tried to get it, but no luck. So she checked to make sure my tetnus shot was up to date, gave me some anti-biotics to take because I have a foreign object in my body, and told me to soak my foot in warm water several times a day. She said for sure my body would work it out and expel it. But it might take a couple of weeks. *sigh*
I had gone to Urgent Care by myself, but I called Joe when I got out and he went with me to get my medicine so I wouldn't have to walk across the store at Shoprite to get to the pharmacy. I waited in the car. When he came out, he had a rotisserie chicken and some potato salad for dinner so that I wouldn't have to stand and cook. What a sweetheart he is.
Life goes on. It's not always good, but it's always interesting.
See you all later...