I have been limping around all day thanks to an ugly looking lump on the bottom of my foot that looks like a nipple growing; it is less attractive than a nipple though and hurts like hell whenever I apply any pressure on it. Because I am trying to keep my weight off it my other leg is aching due to the extra work it has had to do today. The other problem is that because of where it is, it is virtually impossible to access the bloody thing as I am not that flexible. During the course of the day I have been occasionally putting my weight on it in an attempt to make it burst but luck was not in my side, (is it ever?). Even having a shower is a task as I can’t stand on it so tonight I had a hot bath to try and soften it before carrying out my plan that I had been looking forward to all day; attack the thing with a sharp object before squeezing it in the bath and celebrating by doing a none-limping pain free lap of honour around the bathroom. Unfortunately this growth was too hard and it was too painful to try and break it with a knife. It has got to the point that I am wearing two socks on that foot to attempt to cushion it while I’m in the house. When I’m wearing shoes it isn’t as bad but in the house it is a nightmare. Maybe I’ll just have to get used to it, or maybe the pain will become so unbearable that I cut off my foot and feed it to the dog. There might be enough to share it out between the two cats too, I don’t like to favour one pet over the other (even though I do but I won’t name names incase in the future animals learn to read and I’d hate for any issues to arise between them.

As always I am too busy to take advantage of not being in good health and would have loved a relaxing day soaking my feet while lazing around listening to music and reading, but I don’t have an off switch. If I can get over a cold without taking time off then I’m sure I can survive a dodgy foot for a day or two, unless I take too long crossing the road and get run over of course. I wish I had what it takes to simply do nothing but I’m not programmed that way, part of me wishes I was though as it would be nice to be able to not think about work. The problem is if I don’t think about work, then work won’t get done and that makes me unhappy. This year hasn’t been either productive or successful in career terms for whatever reason and I am determined to make amends for that in the New Year. That way in 2016 I will be able to relax and achieve my ambition of being ill in peace, although knowing my fucking luck I’ll be in perfect health all the way through the year with nary as much as a sniffle.

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