
A couple of you have noticed me limping a little bit at times lately and have asked what my problem is. Actually, I have a foot problem dealing with my left foot which I have been dealing with for about the past year or so and which has grown progressively worse.
What happens is this. When I am on my feet for a long period of time I feel fairly good. It’s later that gets me. For example, over the past year my foot has been fine on Sunday mornings, even with adding a third service back in October. But later, once I get home and off of it for a while, it goes nuts. I can sit down and watch an hour of a football game on a Sunday afternoon and then get up to use the restroom (which I do about once an hour anyway) and the pain in my left foot be so bad that I almost have to crawl to the restroom (“almost” being the operative word).
It feels as if I have a gigantic bruise on the whole bottom portion of my foot. You know, the kind of bruise that hurts to have clothing or air even touching it. If I will put up with the pain and walk for a bit it seems to work itself out. But then when I sit down for a little while again and then get back up an hour later (for the same reason as before), it flairs up again.
I tried getting a pair of expensive dress shoes, the kind with the springs in the heel that make you feel like you are walking on air. That hasn’t helped a bit. In fact, it has gotten worse. It’s now becoming more of a daily, ongoing problem.
Why haven’t I gone to the doctor yet? Because I’m tough, that’s why! I’m not like some of you whimps that have to go to the doctor because you get a hangnail! Okay, I’m not tough, but the honest truth is that I am the type of person who doesn’t go to the doctor, even if I were half dead. When I hit ¾ dead, I make an appointment. Well, my foot really hurts but I’m not ¾ dead yet so I haven’t as of yet called the doc.
But the pain is getting bad enough that I’m sure the doctor is in my near future. I’d like to hold out until my bi-annual trip to the doctor to have the massive amounts of wax build up cleaned out of my ears. That’s no joke!!
You know, with the exception of the wax problem, I didn’t notice these things like a painful foot and an active bladder before I turned 40 a few years back. Is this what getting old is all about? So what is going to happen to me in the year 2015 when I turn 50! And I dread the year 2025 when I turn 60! And then there is 2035 when I turn 70 and 2045 when I turn 80 and 2055 when I turn 90 and even 2065 when I turn triple digits!
One Senior Citizen once told me that getting old is not for sissies! I think she is right. If she was, I may be in trouble. Even though I like to think I’m tough, in reality, the truth is that I’m just one big sissy! By the way…the picture with this posting is not of my foot. My foot is a whole lot better looking than that!
What happens is this. When I am on my feet for a long period of time I feel fairly good. It’s later that gets me. For example, over the past year my foot has been fine on Sunday mornings, even with adding a third service back in October. But later, once I get home and off of it for a while, it goes nuts. I can sit down and watch an hour of a football game on a Sunday afternoon and then get up to use the restroom (which I do about once an hour anyway) and the pain in my left foot be so bad that I almost have to crawl to the restroom (“almost” being the operative word).
It feels as if I have a gigantic bruise on the whole bottom portion of my foot. You know, the kind of bruise that hurts to have clothing or air even touching it. If I will put up with the pain and walk for a bit it seems to work itself out. But then when I sit down for a little while again and then get back up an hour later (for the same reason as before), it flairs up again.
I tried getting a pair of expensive dress shoes, the kind with the springs in the heel that make you feel like you are walking on air. That hasn’t helped a bit. In fact, it has gotten worse. It’s now becoming more of a daily, ongoing problem.
Why haven’t I gone to the doctor yet? Because I’m tough, that’s why! I’m not like some of you whimps that have to go to the doctor because you get a hangnail! Okay, I’m not tough, but the honest truth is that I am the type of person who doesn’t go to the doctor, even if I were half dead. When I hit ¾ dead, I make an appointment. Well, my foot really hurts but I’m not ¾ dead yet so I haven’t as of yet called the doc.
But the pain is getting bad enough that I’m sure the doctor is in my near future. I’d like to hold out until my bi-annual trip to the doctor to have the massive amounts of wax build up cleaned out of my ears. That’s no joke!!
You know, with the exception of the wax problem, I didn’t notice these things like a painful foot and an active bladder before I turned 40 a few years back. Is this what getting old is all about? So what is going to happen to me in the year 2015 when I turn 50! And I dread the year 2025 when I turn 60! And then there is 2035 when I turn 70 and 2045 when I turn 80 and 2055 when I turn 90 and even 2065 when I turn triple digits!
One Senior Citizen once told me that getting old is not for sissies! I think she is right. If she was, I may be in trouble. Even though I like to think I’m tough, in reality, the truth is that I’m just one big sissy! By the way…the picture with this posting is not of my foot. My foot is a whole lot better looking than that!
























