It is fair to say I have had many a trauma with my toenails ingrowing over the year and especially with my big toe. I had my first visit to a podiatrist before I even met Michael. I remember at the time limping in in agony sitting in the chair and barely feeling a thing and then walking out pain-free. Podiatrists seemed almost to be miracle workers.

Getting to know the Podiatrist

In the months running up to the wedding, I had to see the Podiatrist a couple more times, always for the same problem. My big toenails are apparently very tight at the corner and are prone to curling in. I have to point out at this time that the Podiatrist is at a private clinic. We are able to claim the money back through a health scheme but nevertheless, she is private and not NHS. The thing that really impressed me was she taught Michael how to pack the corner of my nails with cotton wool to help prevent them curling in. The result of this is that we haven’t needed to see her for over two years. It would have been simple for her to keep treating me and getting paid regularly but she basically did herself out of a job by teaching Michael. You know the film Miracle on 34th Street when Santa directs the parents to the cheapest toys and wins their loyalty. This brought about the same feelings. By doing what she did I was only ever going to go back and see her if I needed the help and this week I did.

My big toe needed help and she went the extra mile

Michael has been doing a great job for the last couple of years but we think because the nail cracked a section broke away and grew into my toe. My Sunday I was practically limping so on Monday I rang the clinic to be told there was a cancellation the same day. So we duly arrived at 18:30 as booked. Only to find when we got there we were not booked. I was actually booked into a slot two weeks later. We can only think the morning receptionist was in a rush and had the diary open for a future week and got distracted and looked back thinking it was the same day. On an occasion like this, a lot of companies and organisations would have apologized and turned you away. I have had that experience with the NHS myself. Not at this clinic though, she squeezed me in and only charged me for half an appointment. In my opinion, that experience is one of the defining differences between small private organisations and large public ones. She had other clients booked into her full diary so would be getting fully paid but she did not turn me away because not only may she have lost my business but other family members (and for all she knew friends too). I am proud to say that the last place I worked was a public organisation that people had to use, however, we had a similar ethos to a small private company and went out of our way when possible to help people and I know it was often appreciated.

Did Fibro kill the magic

As I limped in to see her (and she recognised us from over two years ago) I confess I was not too worried. I was in pain at that point but I didn’t expect what she did to hurt at all. I was wrong! This was the sort of pain that you can’t help but be audible with your whimpering. She got the piece of the nail out and hopefully, has it all, but I still have the appointment that was booked for two weeks in case it hasn’t settled down. I can’t help wondering at this point was the action she took simply much more painful than previous experiences or has Fibromyalgia totally changed my pain threshold. In some ways, this would seem strange.  Partly because I am used to being in pain pretty much every day but also because I am taking constant painkillers. I would love to know the experience of other people with Fibromyalgia, has your pain threshold changed since before you had Fibro? You may remember when I had a dental filling back in February I found that nerve sensation were affected.

Dreaming of nice feet

With regard to my poor big toe it has now been covered up for two days (she gave me some spare dressings) I think when this dressing comes off for my shower tonight I may have a bit of a nosy to see how it is looking. In all fairness, even if it is looking better my feet are not very attractive. If you follow my Instagram I try and do my best with my manicure, I think I might be going to use the Elite99 Camelion again today that I used last month: Living Creatively with Fibro | Chameleon Manicure You can read more about why I love manicures in this post and you can get this gel from Amazon, this is the direct link. Pedicures though? As other women who are larger than they really should be may well agree. My feet are pretty difficult to get to, to be frank, I need to make a conscious effort just to look at them. Yet I still find myself pouring over Pinterest boards looking at beautiful feet like these shared by cmlb5. Living Creatively with Fibro | Pretty Pedicure   I guess Pedicures can be added to my list of things to do when I lose enough weight to look down and see my feet. If the wonderful Dawn French can do it so can I. How I might achieve this is a whole different post though because let’s say that the foods that assist weight loss don’t seem to agree with my insides. Is there a small portion of junk food diet? I could probably digest that!
Let’s hope by next week my big toe is behaving and I am able to cancel the extra podiatry appointment, even though it would be very nice to see her. Just out of interest is there any sort of connection between Fibromyalgia and ingrowing toenails? Drop me a comment below if you have both problems and we may have to add a new symptom to the syndrome collection!

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