I’m talking about going to the doctor, which I hate to do. I always try home remedies first and usually only see the doctor once a year. I keep a positive attitude and am always optimistic about things, even when times look bleak. Usually I can fix whatever it is myself, but sometimes it takes the advice of a sister or friend. This usually always works.
In mid-December I had to go to the doctor when I came home from work with a fever and still had it the next day. I had a bad cold and a sinus infection. I think I probably wrote about that in a previous post. The situation now is a bad case of athlete’s foot I can’t get rid of. I’ve been trying home remedies for the last few weeks. I attribute this to having to wear socks and sneakers daily at work. My feet do not like socks and closed-in shoes. I like going barefoot and wearing my flip-flops. The first thing to come off after work is the shoes and then all the other clothes I have to put on for the job. Anyway, this foot problem is an ongoing thing and I expect it to be as long as I have to work and wear this “uniform.”
After burning my feet with a vinegar bath twice a day, I had to call that quits after three days. I was intending to kill the athlete’s foot fungus. Well it seemed to get a bit better, but it also burned the rest of my feet. Being the determined person I am, I put up with soaking for thirty minutes each time. After the third day, even my strong will power figured I was doing more harm than good so I went back to my green alcohol and medicated Gold Bond powder.
Just inserting a few pics here to break up the text. Believe me you don't want to see my feet.
Blooms on our Bradford pear tree
To make a long story short, I have two new prescriptions to pick up at the pharmacy tomorrow. Tonight I start my Epsom salt bath for my feet that I have to do twice a day. “Stop all the home remedies” the doctor said, but the Gold Bond powder is okay and I can continue to use my ointment for the athlete’s foot until I get my prescription.
This stuff better get rid of these foot problems because I can’t wear my flip-flops until that blister is gone. I’m crossing my fingers here.
Raven wanting to play