Spoons

Today I went to see the foot nurse. I go every 12 weeks to get my nails cut and my feet checked for lumps, bumps & cuts that can turn deadly when you are a diabetic.

I like the nurse and the chat is usually interesting but mainly I like to feel as if I'm being pampered. I am not sure what a foot nurse is supposed to do but she cuts my nails and the hard skin around my toes then uses a moisturizing cleanser to remove the dead skin so she can look for lesions and stuff that get hidden by it. Some nail filing to help the hangnails to grow up instead of out and another batch of moisturiser. There is more of course but that is what I pay attention to.

My feet have never been healthier and the hangnails are coming less often which is a bonus. It costs me $50 but that is every 12 weeks so that isn't too bad.

The rest of today will probably be spent in resting as the professor and I are taking GD#4 to the zoo on the 17th and I'm going to have to save a lot of spoons for that.


The 19th is the Professors birthday plus my SIL's birthday is a week later and inbetween the two I have a doctor's appointment. Another three-month appointment that allows the doctor and I to go through my health as related to diabetes. It usually involves a 10-minute lecture from the doctor telling me that I still need to lose more weight by getting more physically active.

He is not a proponent of the spoon theory though I have tried to explain to him the limitations I live under. He seems to think if I get more active I'll be less tired. I wish it worked that way.


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