Thursday, 29 October 2009

Take the test!

You know you want to.

This cartoon from Savage Chickens has been slightly altered by yours truly to allow others to take the test. My apologies to Doug. You can check out the original here.

PS. I need to come up with a costume. We'll be at the European UU retreat in Maastricht this weekend and I know there will be others with costumes.

Perhaps I'll get some scrubs and go as Zombie Neurologist.


Wednesday, 28 October 2009


Paycheck's late - my only account that's not in the red is at the blood bank...

Saturday, 17 October 2009


That's the number of ducks in a row sunning themselves in the afternoon sun across the canal.

Friday, 16 October 2009

A spring in my step

It sounds incredible, but the effect of my new orthotics was practically instantaneous. I'm not counting Wednesday after I picked them up, because my heel was already getting sore by that time.

However, yesterday and today I've worn them without any significant discomfort. There is some low-level throbbing, but it's almost not enough to stand out against background radiation. And I don't seem to have trouble getting used to them. I was warned it takes three weeks for your feet to get used to them and advised to start by wearing them an hour a day. I did, but after that hour they weren't bothering me and I just kept them in.

In fact, I didn't like not wearing them at night (I've been wearing spa slippers recently) enough to find my trusty fluffy camel slippers, because they are stiff enough and fit closely enough to be able to wear the inlays.

Monday, 12 October 2009

A change of scenery

Isn't autumn, or fall if you prefer, a wonderful season? A few weeks ago it started to get a bit nippy in the mornings. Then came the annual conker-dodge (I must admit to admiring the wonderful dull thud when one lands), combined with high winds for extra excitement. To top it off we've now had a couple of weekends (it would be weekends, wouldn't it?) of torrential rains.

The water reached the bottom of the canoe-route shield on the far wall of the canal on Saturday. The sign was put up in May but I haven't seen a canoe all summer. Possibly the fact that the sign tells them to get out and carry the thing because the bridge is too low - something they should be able to figure out even without the rainfall narrowing the gap even further - has deterred them.

It's a lot quieter on the streets, too. Oh the joys of living in a town where spring is heralded not by birds or flowers, but by the shutters of Japanese cameras... The street now looks almost the way it did when I moved in eleven months ago. The only difference is a few more leaves on the trees.

Sunday, 11 October 2009

High heels and pills

This is such a drag. I've spent most of my time since Friday night either sitting in this chair or in bed and my foot still hurt like hell when I got up this morning. That's what you get for having plantar fasciitis, rest doesn't stop the pain, it's at its most painful during the first steps.

The tech who measured me for special inlays for my shoes (I'm picking them up this Wednesday) was a lot more conclusive than the doctor. She poked the painful spot straightaway - and with enough force to make me jump - and asked "Did your doctor really say it was a heel spur?" So I'm sticking to her diagnosis. The treatment, such as it is, is the same anyway: inlays are the fisrt option, the pain of shots of anti-inflammatory drugs is said to be so great that it's not an option and surgery isn't very succesful.

Since the doctor also sounded very sceptical of my use of anti-depressants (she only gave me a scrip for three months and made me promise to think about my continued use) I wasn't sure about her assessment of the anti-inflammatory shot, but wikipedia does say the same. Still, a short burst of intense pain might weigh up favourably to the continued pain of the fasciitis for some people.

For myself, mostly it's been getting better and times like this morning are the exception. I've started wearing high heeled shoes on a regular basis, to take the weight off my heels and onto my front feet. I had to learn how to walk in them at age 36!

I've also decided to do stretching excercises, both on the tendon in my foot and the calf muscle. This might help against the pain. Obviously in my rush to get to the bathroom this morning, in forgot.