It was my monthly foot whacking.
He takes a scalpel, and slices and dices (without Ron Popeil's Veg-O-Matic) and squeezes. Last night it hurt more than usual because my foot is starting to get infected. So now I'm on Cipro. It appears we caught it just in time. If it happens too late, it's off to the hospital for heavy duty antibiotics and surgery.
I've been keeping pretty good control of my sugar, so I'm hopeful.
OUCH
Friday, May 23, 2008
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