{"id":497,"date":"2005-11-09T08:17:00","date_gmt":"2005-11-09T15:17:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.dreadpiratealice.com\/treasure_room\/?p=497"},"modified":"2005-11-09T08:17:00","modified_gmt":"2005-11-09T15:17:00","slug":"the-one-where-i-go-to-the-foot-doctor","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.dreadpiratealice.com\/treasure_room\/2005\/11\/09\/the-one-where-i-go-to-the-foot-doctor\/","title":{"rendered":"The one where I go to the foot doctor"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><b>Adventures in Podiatry<\/b><\/p>\n<p>So I got to make my first ever visit to a Podiatrist yesterday. Very exciting let me say&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>See it all started last month when my big toe started acting all sensitive and stuff. If anything touched my toe (the dog&#8217;s tail, the cat&#8217;s ear, the boy&#8217;s shirt) it was a pain such as <b>&#8220;I WILL KILL YOU WHERE YOU STAND!&#8221;<\/b> and I thought, eventually, I will experience the pain of <b>&#8220;I CAN&#8217;T WALK!&#8221;<\/b> if I let this continue. So I made a regular doctor appointment to see if she could help me out.<\/p>\n<p>When I arrive at my doctor and the nurse girl asks why I&#8217;m there all I can think of to say is &#8220;My toe hurts&#8221; and the look on nurse girl&#8217;s face is one of &#8220;Smart ass&#8221; and I feel a need to elaborate so I try to explain the &#8220;kill you&#8221; pain, but she doesn&#8217;t get it and merely takes my blood pressure and then leaves. Doc came in and I explained what was going on and she was very kind to look at my toe and then said, &#8220;you need a podiatrist for this&#8221; and I&#8217;m thinking&#8230;but WHY? It&#8217;s not purple&#8230;I can walk&#8230;I don&#8217;t feel a need to kill anyone anymore&#8230;it&#8217;s more like a &#8220;don&#8217;t touch my foot&#8221; kind of pain. But alas, the Doc wanted a professional to fix it. So I made the appointment.<\/p>\n<p>If you ever wondered, the kind of person who goes to a podiatrist is like&#8230;older than dirt. I swear, I was the only person in that waiting room under the age of 50. And they&#8217;re all looking at me like I don&#8217;t belong there or something. I wanted to say, &#8220;Look Gramma, I may not have bunions but my toe hurts just as much as yours!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>I sit and wait until my name is called, I&#8217;m instructed to take off my shoes and sit in this large, comfy-ish chair. I wait for the Doc to come in, she&#8217;s young, pretty. I explain the &#8220;kill you pain&#8221; versus the &#8220;don&#8217;t touch my foot&#8221; pain and she chuckles&#8230; I think I may have been her most entertaining patient ever. And she checks out my toe. It is indeed a slight ingrown nail. It isn&#8217;t bad yet so I did good in catching it early. She leans back the chair without warning me first and I freak out&#8230;which entertains the doctor further. And she does her thing. Puts some &#8220;cold spray&#8221; on my toe (dunno what it was, but yeah, it was cold and she called it cold spray) and then I hear snipping and then in minutes (shorter time than what was spent in the waiting room) I&#8217;m done. She mentions the possibility of having to remove the side of my toe nail if it happens again. To which I, the master of crazy faces, made a crazy horror face that she laughed at but she said it&#8217;s no big deal, and yeah, it probably sounds worse than it really is. <\/p>\n<p>But now my toe is better, all I need is a regular application of Neosporin on it and I&#8217;m good. Unless of course this thing grows back and cuts into my flesh&#8230;then I&#8217;m going to need to go back and have the <b>ENTIRE SIDE REMOVED!<\/b> (imagine crazy face of extreme terror)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Adventures in Podiatry So I got to make my first ever visit to a Podiatrist yesterday. Very exciting let me say&#8230; See it all started last month when my big toe started acting all sensitive and stuff. If anything touched my toe (the dog&#8217;s tail, the cat&#8217;s ear, the boy&#8217;s shirt) it was a pain [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-497","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dreadpiratealice.com\/treasure_room\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/497","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dreadpiratealice.com\/treasure_room\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dreadpiratealice.com\/treasure_room\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dreadpiratealice.com\/treasure_room\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dreadpiratealice.com\/treasure_room\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=497"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.dreadpiratealice.com\/treasure_room\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/497\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dreadpiratealice.com\/treasure_room\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=497"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dreadpiratealice.com\/treasure_room\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=497"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dreadpiratealice.com\/treasure_room\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=497"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}