26-08-2014, 11:29 PM
I managed to accidentally out myself today. I should explain.
For many years I've had a bit of a strange hobby. I love walking in and photographing extreme weather. Storms, heavy rain, high winds, snow and ice. You get the idea. Well today's weather predicted heavy rain. So I got my wet weather gear on and went for a walk. Turned out to be over an inch of rain and localised flooding.
I had a great walk and enjoyed myself but I realised that I had forgotten to put on lining socks and my poor feet were suffering because of it.
GPS on my phone says I did just over 17 miles. Not a huge distance for me, but more than enough to cause damage and I knew I had. So on the walk home I stopped at the local Health Centre to get patched up.
After a 30 minute wait I was taken through to the treatment room. Boots off with no problem but it was obvious I had bleed through my socks.
The nurse suggested soaking my feet to get socks off without causing more damage and it worked with gentle pulling.
It was as the first sock came off that nurse says "Ooooh that's a nice colour". Like a complete muppet I had not even thought about the fact I had painted nails. Did not even enter my head! She was lovely about it though, completely un-phased, she just kept chatting away.
Denita
For many years I've had a bit of a strange hobby. I love walking in and photographing extreme weather. Storms, heavy rain, high winds, snow and ice. You get the idea. Well today's weather predicted heavy rain. So I got my wet weather gear on and went for a walk. Turned out to be over an inch of rain and localised flooding.
I had a great walk and enjoyed myself but I realised that I had forgotten to put on lining socks and my poor feet were suffering because of it.
GPS on my phone says I did just over 17 miles. Not a huge distance for me, but more than enough to cause damage and I knew I had. So on the walk home I stopped at the local Health Centre to get patched up.
After a 30 minute wait I was taken through to the treatment room. Boots off with no problem but it was obvious I had bleed through my socks.
The nurse suggested soaking my feet to get socks off without causing more damage and it worked with gentle pulling.
It was as the first sock came off that nurse says "Ooooh that's a nice colour". Like a complete muppet I had not even thought about the fact I had painted nails. Did not even enter my head! She was lovely about it though, completely un-phased, she just kept chatting away.
Denita