My cat loves yoghurt and will do anything for just a small lick. I gave him an empty yoghurt container and this is what he did with his paw.
Baby hands and feet.
Feet are made for walking and wearing beautiful shoes, but for the past two to three months mine were not co operating with their main purpose in life.
Some of you might have read the blogpost:
Confessions of a Shoeaholic ( 2012/08/23 ) and know that I love shoes.
For the past two to three months I had to resort to shoes like these in stead of the ones above!
Green Cross Shoes and horror of horrors slippers at home!
The reason ?
I developed morton’s neuroma in my left foot and walking was accompanied by excruciating pain. No walking on the treadmill for excercise, no walking in the garden, no wandering through a shopping mall. Even walking to do daily chores and driving my car became a mountain of pain to overcome.
So off to the doctor I go. After a round of visits, x rays, sonars and even an MRI scan of the foot the verdict was out : Morton’s neuroma. The only cure an operation to remove it. On Monday this week I had the operation and now I am sitting around at home with strict orders from the doctor not to put weight on the foot and to use crutches to move around. Needless to say I find it very difficult and utterly frustrating.
I look forward to the day when I can resume wearing beautiful shoes and go about my daily tasks without pain. I even look forward to taking up my walking excercise on the treadmill again ( never thought I would say that ) , but I do, and start reporting on the progress on Walking Wednesdays.In the meantime I can do my research and decide which part of our country I want to explore when I am ready to walk again.
I also resolve not to take my feet and walking easily for granted again.
Do you ever pause to think about the privilege of being able to go about your everyday activities without pain and struggle?
This experience has made me more aware of the importance of caring and appreciating my body and all it can do.