kairon13 (kairon13) wrote,
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My foot hurts (mild whinge)

For a while now my left foot has been painful on and off, mostly in the evenings. I mentioned it at the rheumatology appointment, and the consulatant said I had a node (?) in the space between the bones of my foot. He has referred me for a injection under ultrasound which he says has a 50% chance of sorting it out, and I have the appointment for that this Friday.

I am so glad it isn't any longer than that, because the pain has been getting worse over the last few days, and tonight I am finding it difficult to concentrate as I keep getting twinges as if someone were stabbing a knife in my foot.

I realise that this is a very minor problem in comaprison with what some of you are going through, but I'd appreciate any spare vibes for Friday morning - I really don't want to be in the 50% it doesn't work for, as he muttered something about operations...

Thanks!
Tags: health, hospital
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