For the last couple of months, I have been having trouble with my feet hurting. When I went to Texas in May, I began to notice that when I was on my feet alot, they would hurt. I even got me a pair of Crocs hoping that they would help.
When I got home with the granddaughters, there were a couple of days that I found I could hardly move on my feet. I finally ended up in the Pri-med and they took x-rays. After a couple of hours of waiting for results, the doctor came back and said, I had no heel spurs and gave me some medicine for the inflammation.
Now it is August and once again, I have ended back at the doctor. This time, the doctor didn't even touch me and told me that it sounded like "plantar fascia". Told me that the best thing I could do would be to stay off my feet for 6 weeks. Well, you can imagine my reaction to this. So he said to stay off my feet for the next 3 days and then I should think about "physical therapy". This I can do (I think).
My laundry room is still not completely painted and I have decided to change the trim color. Actually, my whole house could use some tlc. So for the next three days, I will try to behave and stay on the couch, clean out my emails, read some, and catch up on my recorded shows. I will even roll the bottle of frozen water under my feet. They say that this is suppose to help with the swelling.
Life is so full of surprises as I grow older. But I will try not to complain. I will just be happy that I have two feet to walk, two hands to work with my plants and keep my house clean (not to mention all the painting I want to do), a voice to tell my loved ones that I Love Them, and eyes that can take in all of God's glory.
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