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This is one of my happy-looking feet enjoying a dip in the Med during one of my summer trips to Málaga. But the truth is, this foot was less than happy – despite happy red toenails – because its owner (ME!) continuously failed to provide proper footcare over the summer months and, just like most years, by the end of June the heels were in shreds and other bits weren’t feeling or looking to great either.
But not this year! Why not? Well, unlike most winters when my not-so-happy summer feet have had time to recover, I ended up developing calluses because of the shape of the insoles of THESE SHOES, which kind of rode up on the sides and rubbed the edges of my feet until they defensively built up a whack of hard and quite painful deposits. And well, too much is enough already. I can’t have both cracked and bleeding heels along with crazily painful calluses.
So I have purchased all kinds of magic creams and exfoliants and have started lavishing attention on my usually neglected tootsies. And I think they are quite enjoying this! But I wonder why it took things getting way out of control (pain-wise) before I took action. Though it is oft said that our feet tend to be ignored until they kick up a fuss. How about you? Do you take care of your feet properly?

I think the worst part of this now more-than-week-long crappy
I hate taking antibiotics. Probably the last time I did was after that last
HUGE sigh of relief… my PET scan was clear today and so I get another six months. I do wonder if this is becoming “routine” for those reading and – like with some people I know – I get the “oh, don’t worry, you’re going to be fine!” thing beforehand and the “I knew you’d be okay!” afterwards. Which I know is a way of people saying that they are hoping for the best. But sometimes it feels like it is diminishing my own feelings about these tests.
Anyhow, I went off in the rain early this morning and was thrilled to see that the lovely Pilar was a part of my PET team today. She is such a lovely person and a long-time friend. You may recall that back when I was sick on chemo and desperate about how I was going to get through the summer she