cornerofmadness

I'm a bad podiatrist when it comes to myself. (I was darn good if I do say so myself when I practiced). I neglect me. Every summer I get heat-induced eczema and my feet erupt. Do I ever have steriod cream on hand? No. Every winter my heels callous up and fissure to the point of bleeding. Do I buff and lotion them? Not until I get the fissure

Stepped down last night heading for bed, felt a burning tear. Hello fissure. I'm such an ass.

Got dragged out of bed this morning by a phone call (I was awake, I just wasn't moving since I forgot two days in a row to buy migraine meds and I was hurting. Points up. ASS)

rain_oubliette is going to bitch slap me hard. I forgot to go for my labs and now I have to do them as a stat tomorrow. I see the endocrinologist on Wed. Good. I want to know why i've lost almost 25 pounds (and without trying much which actually worries me) and my sugar has gone through the roof instead of getting better (I think it was an ovarian cyst behind it...)

I have to remember to tell him that we forgot to send me for my yearly follow up for the tumor in my adrenal gland and the big-ass cyst in my kidney.

Mom's not doing so hot. Her surgery is fine but the pills are ripping her up and her sciatic is bothering her. Told her to a) call doc about the pills b) call brother for things to do for sciatic pain (probably none she can do right now) since he's the PT.

Rasputin the Mouse might be dying. Only ate half a tin of poison last night.