TOO exhausted to post yesterday – hell of a day.
Early appointment at the podiatrist – third one we’ve seen now – why can’t they be more gentle with me? I feel violated.
Despite feeling bleary-eyed and dopey, the PAM, the other half and I got to our appointment in time. Freed from the customised boot of choice; I was disrobed and examined minutely for signs of anything nasty.
I appear to be infection free. I don’t appear to have osteoarthritis – the nasty aches and pains are due to residual bruising and will probably continue for some months yet – lovely.
The bit that cut me to the core is that there is also no sign of a toenail. It has been two months since that crate dropped on me and it seems that in addition to severing my toenail and causing a HUGE bruise all over me, it killed my toenail completely. There has been no new growth over the past two months so it is unlikely to happen now.
So the PAM and I have months of not being able to wear appropriate footwear whilst the nailbed gets tough and uncompromising – and there is always a further risk of infection in the meantime.
Thank you crate – you great ugly lethal lump of moulded plastic just waiting to cause damage to unwary workers. I hope someone smashes you and you end your days as a recycled dog poo bin – or worse.
Moving on – because we have to – having been swabbed and redressed in a totally over the top bandage, we embark edon a short shopping trip to stock up on food. Whilst the other half is on late shifts, we are somewhat housebound all afternoon and evening – which is nice – well for me but not necessarily for the PAM. She should be studying for her next essay, revising for the exam from hell and reading up on important paperwork but gets a little stir crazy when the walls start closing in.
She is far too easily seduced however, by FB and silly games, Twitter and comments that range from serious to satire to plain silly. Her Kindle is also a bad influence; it is no use her telling people that she has reference books on it, she also has Coin Hover and Mahjong – hah! Blown!
She did actually do some studying yesterday – and there was a rather blissful bout of dozing during the morning to make up for the early start. There was far too much procrastination however.
To be fair – she did take off the hideously unflattering dressing that the pod had applied, put me into a chic little indoor number and for the benefit of our lovely EEEEE, gave me a snowman face and took a picture for FB.
Another high point was that the pod also said that I will be able to enjoy the sun and heated swimming pool waiting for us in Lanzarote. I may need to wear a slinky little dressing to prevent any nasties creeping into my crevices and take some antibiotics with us – just in case. So me and the other nine toes will be able to wiggle in the sand a little and forget about bureaucratic bungling and and the autocratic arses that inflict it on us – controversial – better back off before the PAM notices.
It has been alleged that I am a bad influence on the PAM. This may be so but – nothing has been proved.
Time to wake up the other half for another shopping trip. We are cooking pasta tonight and have to get all the bits. Mozzarella balls and grated Grana Padano anyone?
Oh and EEEEE – don’t ever stop bothering xxxxx