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My feet got all swollen. They were already dry and a little cracked from going barefoot all the time and just being ignored. Then the cracks got bigger and bleedy and hurty so I started paying attention.
I started sleeping with my feet elevated. And then I started layering on the cream and wrapping them in plastic for a 30 mins or an hour, always keeping them lotioned up and covered. Washing and drying them carefully and then coating them in lotion again and always socks. 24/7.
The swelling went down substantially. And the really bad cracks healed and the rough scaly spots started to smooth over. And then... this morning... the itch. Yep. Now I have athlete's foot! And the cure? keep skin, particularly between toes, dry and air out feet as much as possible. No coverings at all. Ha!
My feet and I need to sit down and have a heart to heart.
Fortunately, it really doesn't matter. I can still do the treadmill and I don't need to go anywhere that requires shoes and socks. My feet needs are few at this point.
Today will be Kitchen Organization Day. I have decided, I think, what needs to go where and so I'll be moving shit around and tossing stuff out and just generally making the space more better. I really do have an incredibly functional kitchen with a ton of counter space. It's not a chef's kitchen but it would make any cook happy. It makes me happy, too!
The baseball game is at 1. We've had three losses in a row and I'm over losing. I'd like to win today.
I have January-May done on my temperature blanket. I have June and July mapped out and will soon add August. I will need to put it away while I collect more days but it's a pleasing project that I will have no trouble picking up again.
Biggie brought in a bird still chirping at 5 pm last night. He's been cutting back lately and he's always before caught them in the morning. This year I'll be doubly glad to see those fucking leaves go. Not only will I get to see my neighbors again but I will get a vacation from bird body burials.
And more Biggie. He's, once again, decided pill pockets are not good. But, now he's given up on cheese, as well. He loves the creamy treats and licks them up... all but the pill. So today it was Shove It Down His Mouth day - not a fun time for either of us. I guess I'll start mashing them up and mixing them in that cream treat stuff.
I think I'll finish up my coffee and get to work.
I started sleeping with my feet elevated. And then I started layering on the cream and wrapping them in plastic for a 30 mins or an hour, always keeping them lotioned up and covered. Washing and drying them carefully and then coating them in lotion again and always socks. 24/7.
The swelling went down substantially. And the really bad cracks healed and the rough scaly spots started to smooth over. And then... this morning... the itch. Yep. Now I have athlete's foot! And the cure? keep skin, particularly between toes, dry and air out feet as much as possible. No coverings at all. Ha!
My feet and I need to sit down and have a heart to heart.
Fortunately, it really doesn't matter. I can still do the treadmill and I don't need to go anywhere that requires shoes and socks. My feet needs are few at this point.
Today will be Kitchen Organization Day. I have decided, I think, what needs to go where and so I'll be moving shit around and tossing stuff out and just generally making the space more better. I really do have an incredibly functional kitchen with a ton of counter space. It's not a chef's kitchen but it would make any cook happy. It makes me happy, too!
The baseball game is at 1. We've had three losses in a row and I'm over losing. I'd like to win today.
I have January-May done on my temperature blanket. I have June and July mapped out and will soon add August. I will need to put it away while I collect more days but it's a pleasing project that I will have no trouble picking up again.
Biggie brought in a bird still chirping at 5 pm last night. He's been cutting back lately and he's always before caught them in the morning. This year I'll be doubly glad to see those fucking leaves go. Not only will I get to see my neighbors again but I will get a vacation from bird body burials.
And more Biggie. He's, once again, decided pill pockets are not good. But, now he's given up on cheese, as well. He loves the creamy treats and licks them up... all but the pill. So today it was Shove It Down His Mouth day - not a fun time for either of us. I guess I'll start mashing them up and mixing them in that cream treat stuff.
I think I'll finish up my coffee and get to work.