Ooo me aching foot
Wednesday, September 24th, 2003 11:19 amI am clearly getting old; I think I have rheumatism developing in my left foot.
It's not in the ankle or toe joints, so I doubt it's arthritis, but there's something there. It doesn't hurt when I rest the foot, but flares up as a deep, deep throbbing ache when I walk, to the extent that I have been getting pains in my calf muscle and odd wear patterns on the sole of my left shoe as I unconsciously favour it. I think someone has moved the keystone in the arch of my foot.
Of course, after a few minutes of walking, the pain wears off and all is well again. Until I sit or just spend a few moments standing. Then I have to warm the foot up again.
And some days it's fine all day; no hint, nary a squeak of pain.
I haven't yet quite worked out if any of it is weather related. I think I should invest in a small barometer and compare pressure changes with the flaring up of my gammy foot.
If there is a correlation, I shall log them and learn which level of barometric pressure delivers what level of ache. Once perfected, I shall buy a corn-cob pipe and deliver stentorian pronouncements on the forthcoming weather in an exaggerated Mummerset accent.
May as well enjoy an affliction.
In the meantime, everyday is Walk Like A Pirate Day.
It's not in the ankle or toe joints, so I doubt it's arthritis, but there's something there. It doesn't hurt when I rest the foot, but flares up as a deep, deep throbbing ache when I walk, to the extent that I have been getting pains in my calf muscle and odd wear patterns on the sole of my left shoe as I unconsciously favour it. I think someone has moved the keystone in the arch of my foot.
Of course, after a few minutes of walking, the pain wears off and all is well again. Until I sit or just spend a few moments standing. Then I have to warm the foot up again.
And some days it's fine all day; no hint, nary a squeak of pain.
I haven't yet quite worked out if any of it is weather related. I think I should invest in a small barometer and compare pressure changes with the flaring up of my gammy foot.
If there is a correlation, I shall log them and learn which level of barometric pressure delivers what level of ache. Once perfected, I shall buy a corn-cob pipe and deliver stentorian pronouncements on the forthcoming weather in an exaggerated Mummerset accent.
May as well enjoy an affliction.
In the meantime, everyday is Walk Like A Pirate Day.
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Date: 2003-09-24 03:36 am (UTC)<i>Chacun a son gout</i>
Date: 2003-09-24 03:56 am (UTC)I always associate it with overdrinking of port, and I haven't had port since June. I'd like at least to enjoy the lead up to gout and I haven't.
Nonetheless, the hounds, eh? Ruddy good dogs one and all...
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Date: 2003-09-24 05:06 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-09-24 05:10 am (UTC)See what he says.
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Date: 2003-09-24 06:27 am (UTC)FWIW, it sounds like you might have exactly what I had. I will post no link because of the hypochondria problem mentioned by the other commenter, but I do hope you will be seeing your doctor pretty soon.
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Date: 2003-09-24 05:40 am (UTC)Gosh, it could be even a case of dracunculiasis which I'm not making up and is really gruesome! (do NOT follow this link if you're squeamish)
Or perhaps the CIA implant has slipped right down from the base of your neck, which will mean that the New World Order is now monitoring your athlete's foot rather than your brainwaves...
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Date: 2003-09-24 05:57 am (UTC)Well since I am part of the New World Order, I'd know.
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Date: 2003-09-24 06:04 am (UTC)