Back in the day when I thought I was happily married...

...I liked to take care of my husband when he was, in any way, incapacitated. For a while, the top of his right foot began to hurt so much that he actually went to a doctor for it. It  turned out to be a bone spur which was  removed surgically. When the idiot ex came home from the hospital, I had everything set up to allow him to recover in as much comfort as possible. I waited on him for a couple of days and on one of those days, I felt a new and odd pain in the exact same place on top of my right foot about an inch from my big toe. It was actually in the same spot as his incision. I just assumed it was a coincidence, perhaps even some crazy empathetic pain. I didn't mention it at the time because I didn't want to look like a nut. I mean...how many people have an inexplicable pain on the top of their right foot immediately proximal  to the big toe? The odds of two in one household would have to be astronomical.

Anyway, over the years...that had to be about 10 years ago give or take...that pain had returned every so often. I could go for weeks without it bothering me. And then, out of nowhere, the pain pops up again. It hasn't been a bad pain, it would probably be better described as "tender". I wouldn't take an aspirin for the hyper-sensitivity during those times and I've never even bothered to tell a doctor about it because there was always something else more pressing going on...like strokes and sudden, unexpected internal bleeding.

So, I've ignored my right foot and that's twice. Once I had actually broken my right baby toe in a stairway tumble. As the doctors explained it to me, the fracture was clean across the base of my toe and the only way to fix it properly was actually surgery. Apparently, if I didn't have a pin put in my baby toe, it very well might have broken off at the slightest provocation. I thought that was a bit much so I asked them how much it would cost to just amputate the stupid thing. They wouldn't do that and I wouldn't have surgery on a baby toe...besides, I also broke my left arm in the same fall and once again, my right foot suffered as everyone in the ER tended to my broken arm. Maybe this is all my foot taking revenge on me for the baby toe incident.

As I said, I rarely give my foot much thought and I certainly wasn't thinking about my toe as I  was cleaning the tile on the walls above a bathtub. They needed a good scrubbing and a whole lot of CLR. I was standing on the  bathtub, the part you step over to get into the tub. The highest tiles were high enough force me to reach up with some steel wool (that tub was really funky, this task took me 3 days to complete) and the position I was in allowed CLR  and other chemicals to drip down my up stretched arms. It was hideous...but I took a shower when I finished. There was no way I could have comfortably "cleaned" myself in such a funky tub, the effort had to be made. But I digress.

My ten year old right foot pain grabbed me and won't let go. It isn't the usual benign pain that I usually feel...it even just a wee bit worse. It hurts so fricking badly that I've taken 3 aspirin tablets and just as many 5 mg. oxycodone's. None of that has done a bit of good. I can barely put wait on my right foot and sitting here  at the desk, I can feel gravity leaving too much blood in my right big toe so I must hobble to the couch and elevate my poor little foot.  I think I'll take a detour through the kitchen because if I remember properly, there's ice cream in the freezer. I cleaned the freezer so the ice cream is OK.