I think a foot injury of any sort whether it be big or small has to be one of the worst. Afterall, we depend on our feet to walk, get around and move where we want to go. Many years ago while I was in college I had about 4 planters warts removed on the heel of my foot. Talk about painful, not to mention gross! I never knew something so small could cause SO much pain. It took about 6 weeks or more before I could function or walk normal again. Since this experience I have learned feet are not something to be taken for granted.
I have been fortunate enough to have gotten through my life without breaking or injuring myself (knock on wood). I have been known to get a few scrapes now and again. A few days ago as I was mopping floors I managed to step on a thorn. You know one of those small burly ones found in a sandlot? How it got there I'll never know. (apparently the no shoe rule didn't apply that day). I immediately pulled it out in hopes of not leaving any remnants behind. A few hours went by and it began to throb and bother me. I knew this couldn't be good so Doug suggested I come into the office and he would look at it. I will wholeheartedly agree I am NOT a good patient (especially to my husband). The minute he started to even peek at my foot I cringed and well whined a little. He was even kind enough to spray numbing stuff on me--which felt like a freezer burn. Okay, so I am a tad dramatic, but it was cold. After what seemed to be several minutes of prodding and poking with a needle he sent me on my way. He never did find anything. I am just hoping that black tiny dot doesn't turn into an infection. It's amazing how the smallest things can cause the greatest amounts of pain. The funny thing is looking at it is quite comical. You would think I was talking about a huge gash, it appears to be the size of a pin hole. Okay, so pain tolerance isn't my strong point. No pain, no gain eh?
"the injury"
I have been fortunate enough to have gotten through my life without breaking or injuring myself (knock on wood). I have been known to get a few scrapes now and again. A few days ago as I was mopping floors I managed to step on a thorn. You know one of those small burly ones found in a sandlot? How it got there I'll never know. (apparently the no shoe rule didn't apply that day). I immediately pulled it out in hopes of not leaving any remnants behind. A few hours went by and it began to throb and bother me. I knew this couldn't be good so Doug suggested I come into the office and he would look at it. I will wholeheartedly agree I am NOT a good patient (especially to my husband). The minute he started to even peek at my foot I cringed and well whined a little. He was even kind enough to spray numbing stuff on me--which felt like a freezer burn. Okay, so I am a tad dramatic, but it was cold. After what seemed to be several minutes of prodding and poking with a needle he sent me on my way. He never did find anything. I am just hoping that black tiny dot doesn't turn into an infection. It's amazing how the smallest things can cause the greatest amounts of pain. The funny thing is looking at it is quite comical. You would think I was talking about a huge gash, it appears to be the size of a pin hole. Okay, so pain tolerance isn't my strong point. No pain, no gain eh?
"the injury"
