Spurs that Jingle-Jangle-Jingle

I’ve got bony spurs on the bottoms of my feet. They must be left over from a past life as a bird, cause they look exactly like what I’d install if I was going to be a bird. They’ve always been there but I only discovered them years ago when they started to hurt. Dr Fred said the reason they hurt is because they are pressing on a nerve. He said they are pressing on a nerve because I am too heavy. Combine that with pounding the pavement to deliver the mail and you have a recipe for sore feet. He said they could be surgically removed, treated with cortizone injections or I could get orthopaedic shoes but that the best bet would be to lose 20 pounds. I took door number four, but then again, but who can resist new shoes?

I hooked up with the specialist and we did a bit of this and that and finally he held my foot in a certain position, a position I felt was guaranteed by his education and experience to be the correct position, and asked his assistant to tape my foot so that they could make a plaster cast of it. “Like this?” he asked, as my foot slumped inward. “No like this,” said the specialist, repositioning. And away he went. As the assistant taped my foot it inevitably slumped inward and out of position. I had visions of walking around on shoes that would wreck not only my feet, but my posture, my ability to run for a bus. I sacrificed the hundred bucks and abandoned the shoe search.

Those bony spurs are getting on my nerves again; a combination of finding that that extra twenty pounds I lost and long days on my feet. They hurt like hell. At night my feet seize up a bit like a charlie horse. Getting to the shower is like walking on hot coals as the pain travels right up to my shoulders and I have to lean on every available surface to get there. As I sit here eating some ice cream, once again favouring the lose-twenty-pounds option, I find I’d like to scream and holler a little, get some sympathy. But who am I whining to? Working on the front lines I am talking to people with walkers and people with congenital diseases and other non-self-inflicted ailments.

So if you see me suddenly lose weight, that’s why. In the mean time I am overdue for a visit to Sherway Gardens. It is the only mall that I really like. It fills me with a sense that all is well with the world and that people there have never a care. One of these days I’m going to head over there and chew everyone’s ears off about all of my problems and your problems and maybe that will make all of us feel better.

And maybe they have some kind of wheely device for me to get around in while I’m doing it.

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One thought on “Spurs that Jingle-Jangle-Jingle

  1. Hi Rebecca,
    I don’t have bony spurs but I do have a calcified joint on my big toe and no fat pad. It feels like I am grinding bone into the ground. Fortunately there are no nerves involved.
    I have tried some over the counter orthotics that I love and took them to the store when I went shoe shopping.
    I now have about 6 pair of the same brand of shoe and almost live in sneakers, but my feet don’t hurt so I am happy.
    I recently got a pair of the fancy rocking Sketchers and I have to say they are VERY confortable. Even at Universal Studios Hollywood with 2 young kids for about 8 hours.
    I also decided to lose some weight to reduce the pain. I had some extra help from some fantastic all-natural supplements and achieved my 10 pound weight loss goal and kept it off. The best part of all is that you can still enjoy your ice-cream…. Let me know if you’d like to try and I can send you some samples.

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