I'm really trying not to complain too much, either with my friends and co-workers or here, but I'm in a lot of pain and it's just not getting any better. So I'm home early, while it's still daylight. I finished my work and went home much earlier than I have in awhile because I just don't feel well and everything is hurting from the soles of my feet up to my hips, and 600 mg of ibuprofen isn't even touching it. It was all I could do to get the entries in and verify them to make sure I got them in right. And I have a sitting job. Thank goodness I'm not standing all the time like I did at the gas station. It's definitely time to go back to the doctor, although I think at this point I need an orthopaedic specialist rather than a podiatrist.
I have a lot to do tonight. I still need to do laundry. I need to straighten up the living room, clean the kitchen and bath, that sort of thing, plus a friend has a project he wants me to work on. I hope I'll feel like doing all that later. I've spent the last couple of days barely being able to walk, limping everywhere with this funny old lady gait. Every time I get up from my desk I feel like my knees are just going to give out on me. You know how plantar fasciitis is worse when you first get up? Mine is, too, but it's like the pain just shoots up the leg, and not just in the joints. So for now, I'm going to prop my feet up and rest for awhile.
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