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I have hurt my foot.

Quite badly.

I can't move around much. Cam & I were sitting at the dining table and my cellphone tweet-tweeted over on the windowseat - I looked at him dolefully and so that dear sweetheart went and fetched it for me.

It is very weird to be this incapacitated. Melissa said "I don't think I've ever seen you limping before!". And we've known each other since we were seven.

But she's probably right - I haven't ever broken a bone, needed an operation, never even had a filling! I've been blessed with good health in general.

But right now I'm hobbling round the place like a blimmin cripple and yelping with pain whenever I put weight on it.

POOR ME!!

It started hurting yesterday and I just thought it was because I was wearing high heels. So i spent most of the Bats party in bare feet, which no one blinked an eye at, you know - arty farty types n all.

But by the time I woke up this morning, after a miserable sleep, my heel had swollen hugely and it just hurt so much. I was freaking out I'd wrenched the tendon or something and so went on the missions with my guardian angel, Melissa.

Turns out its an infection and a week of drugs will fix it, thankfully. In the meantime I'm being forced to shuffle around in slow motion, feeling like a right twit.

Slippers are the hot look right now, as I can't get anything else on my beast of a foot!

The other thing is I know that this isn't just a physical thing - or rather, that the physical is tied up with the emotional. I have had a rollercoaster week, including a situation that was intensely emotionally traumatic.

I wasn't going to take a day off work to deal with how my heart was hurting and everything bouncing round in my head. Twenty-four hours later, my body saw fit to cave in on itself.

Some people don't hold much sway with this train of thought, but the older I've older gotten, the more closely woven I've seen the body with other experiences.

I'm not sure whether I'd label myself "holistic" and I'm still very much a stickler for mainstream medicine, but cause and effect should be looked at in a wider scope.

And in terms of healing, these things have made me feel better this afternoon:

• Nurofen Plus
  
• getting stuck into a new novel, lent to me by Ebony
• coming home from A&E to find Simon had left in my bedroom the next Ex Machina
• Nurofen Plus
• Fluxjhflchlcjjfdgcillon something - 'cept its like "four times a day, on a empty stomach", which is sooo confusing, I mean, who has that kind of routine?!
• oh what the hey, surely its time for another couple Nurofen Plus!!
• dozing in the sun on the windowseat
• knowing that the ACC form which i filled out saying "Scene of Accident: The Pit Bar, Bats. Cause of Accident: Wearing high heels?!" became redundant after the diagnosis
• Cheese Big Uns
• Pineapple Mango Crush JustJuice
• fresh Arobake bread
• knowledge that I have both friends and family willing to come to my rescue when I call up first thing in the morning saying, "My foot hurts, real bad."