I woke on Sunday morning with the a pain in my foot and no idea what I had done to it. It was just in the region of the big toe and extended toward my ankle. No big deal I thought as I hadn’t made any plans for the day.
By Sunday night it was killing me to walk and when I went to bed I had no chance of sleep as my foot began to pound with every heartbeat. Monday afternoon and I could barely put weight on it and getting my shoe on for work was the most excruciating pain I’ve experienced since my accident in Oz. I was walking on the edge of my foot and drove that way to work, too. Unable to secure a doctor’s appointment until Tuesday at 3 p.m. I was downing painkillers like they were water to no avail. I stumbled around at work nearly screaming with each step. When I returned home, I went to bed expecting another night of sleeplessness.
Imagine my surprise when I woke Tuesday afternoon without any pain – none. All gone with only a shadow of the pain left in my toe I began to doubt I had even had the problem until I put my foot on the ground and a twing appeared in the same spot.
I telephoned the surgery and cancelled my appointment. What could I say? I experienced a miracle cure overnight? I still have no idea of the cause of this sudden onset of pain, nor the cure.
Strange, very strange.
On a different note, can I urge all readers of this blog to donate to the Queensland Flood Appeal, please? None of my family, or friends have been directly affected as far as I am aware, but it’s not over yet and it’s alread the worst disaster I can remember and I lived through a cyclone in Townsville and the “big storm” of the mid-80s in Brisbane. Please donate what you can.