Categories: rejoice-with-me, news-from-depressionland
Date: 09 February 2009 10:18:15
Last Wednesday night I had an acey-pacey brilliant pain in the foot, as Adrian Plass would say. I tried my best to rejoice in my trials and count it all joy, but basically it was the worst pain I have ever had, including gallstones and labour, so it wasn't long before I was yelling for someone to come and amputate my foot to make it better. The NHS Direct doctor told me to keep taking the Ibuprofen and if it was still bad tomorrow, to see a doctor. However I knocked myself out with a sleeping tablet and by the morning my foot was 99% back to normal. Now people are mentioning a four letter word to me - gout - and I am wondering whether I ought to get it checked out although I now have zero pain and my foot is working totally fine. Surely one has to drink a lot of port to get gout?
Meanwhile I failed to join the gym yet again, because I thought I shouldn't do aqua aerobics two days after having such a bad foot pain. However I did get to all my other social appointments: Friday night I went with a friend to be in the audience for a live recording of the Radio3 literature panel 'The Verb', Saturday night I went with a man from church to a show of Noel Coward's songs which was brilliant, Sunday afternoon I attended a parents' meeting on greater participation in the borough's decisions about special needs, and then afterwards I drove straight to church, arriving just in time for tea, and found that good friends from Canada were visiting so we all had an impromptu party with takeaway curry to celebrate their presence. I can't think why, but I was a little tired last night...
Finally some more medical news: I have worn the jaw splint thingy that is supposed to stop my sleep apnoea for two nights running, managed not to puke when putting it in my mouth, and most important of all, managed to sleep both times. I have no idea yet whether it's working - hubby will have to monitor that - but it seems to be doing a better job of stopping me grinding my teeth, than the BRA (Bite Raising Appliance!) which I used before. It was certainly a big improvement on the C-PAP machine which kept me awake all night.