Such a good piece, Hallie. Robert sent this to me because my right foot has been hurting too. My first arthritic diagnosis! And yeah, what's the deal with podiatrists? It's all new territory for me. I had to go last week for my 3rd planter wart freezerburn treatment from my podiatrist. For some reason, violating what I imagine is the first rule of the patient bedside banter oath, he decided to talk politics. Within minutes I could tell it was gonna be an awkward convo (Trumpie). I was a painfully captive audience. He really looked like he was enjoying himself chatting about how interesting the voting stats were. At one point, I was wincing as much for the convo as the pain and he was like, “that sting? <insert random inaccurate stat about the “landslide” victory>. yes, dude. It stung.
As I was hustling to leave, he had to put a cherry on it, saying, you’ll never guess who I think is actually interesting. I said, don’t tell me RFK Jr. … yes! He said, all excited that I’d guessed.
My foot hurts too — just a random, alarming pain that came on three months into training for my first half-marathon (and one month out from the race). So frustrating and scary, but this made me feel better. So thank you.
My stupid right foot has been hurting for 6 years. I'm sorry you're suffering a similar recalcitrant foot. Just keep running, that's all we can do. ❤️
Such a good piece, Hallie. Robert sent this to me because my right foot has been hurting too. My first arthritic diagnosis! And yeah, what's the deal with podiatrists? It's all new territory for me. I had to go last week for my 3rd planter wart freezerburn treatment from my podiatrist. For some reason, violating what I imagine is the first rule of the patient bedside banter oath, he decided to talk politics. Within minutes I could tell it was gonna be an awkward convo (Trumpie). I was a painfully captive audience. He really looked like he was enjoying himself chatting about how interesting the voting stats were. At one point, I was wincing as much for the convo as the pain and he was like, “that sting? <insert random inaccurate stat about the “landslide” victory>. yes, dude. It stung.
As I was hustling to leave, he had to put a cherry on it, saying, you’ll never guess who I think is actually interesting. I said, don’t tell me RFK Jr. … yes! He said, all excited that I’d guessed.
Dear god this makes me fear the future. RIP herd immunity XXXXXXX
i so love your writing Hallie!!!!
My foot hurts too — just a random, alarming pain that came on three months into training for my first half-marathon (and one month out from the race). So frustrating and scary, but this made me feel better. So thank you.