|Acupuncture on my knee|
Since my first appointment, she has steadily worked her way through almost every joint in my body. As the hip pain receded, my ankle went out. As the ankle healed, my wrist went awry. And so on. Every week it has been something new.
I feel like she is chasing the pain around me.
Have you ever tried to get a bit of eggshell out of egg white? It's like that -- just as she gets close, the shell (pain) slides to another spot.
Last Thursday, it was my lower back, which seized up after I did a little too much gardening. Massage worked wonders, but then my foot broke in half.
That's what it felt like. After dinner as I stepped to the dishwasher a shooting pain ran right up the middle of my right foot, from between my middle toe and the one to its right. Excruciating. I hobbled around over the weekend, putting my weight on the heel.
On Monday, the doctor noticed tenderness right where I dropped my iPad on it a year ago, when it looked like this:
|An esthetician once told me I had beautiful feet.|
I think the flaking skin really brings out the best. Hah!
I am so fed up with this Pain-of-the-Week subscription. I would like a couple of weeks, nay months, wherein I did not have to spend a day with ice/heat/tensor bandage/splint. Nor do I want a daily supplement of anti-inflammatories.
Stephen assures me that these are just the normal vagaries of growing old -- past injuries come back to haunt us, and we can't exert ourselves the way we used to without paying the price the next day.