Those tiny feet causing pain is unjust, but then teeth, even tinier, do too. I hope you find relief.
There are times when I think my life is blessed and I may write a journal post about that, but of course I don't believe there is anyone or power who might have blessed me. I might truly be a freak of nature. Who knows where that came from. As you know my grandmother was a strong woman, but my mother was a wimp and I did not know my father. In any event, I am a bit creaky, but I am still good, I drink far more than medical standards approve, but otherwise take care of myself, eat moderately, and use my body as hard and as frequently as possible, and if drink kills me a few years early, it had better get on with it and has made the time I have been alive more acceptable, so I accept the tradeoff.
Of living here on Hilton Head Island, I never imagined I would live in a state that elected Strom Thurmond to the Senate eight times, much less started the Civil War, or in a gated community. This is for Carol, and I am glad to be for Carol. She deserves being for. But there is unexpected beauty and silence and serenity here. Most of the side of this unit facing Skull Creek is glass, and trees and water and birds and sunlight are only a step or a glance away, and GANNET an eight or nine minute walk.
Being old is the oddest experience of my life. I never expected to be old. I don't understand how it happened, And as always I am making it up as I go along.,
I wish you less pain and better health, my friend.
(As I reread this, I have said to you things that define me and I want to share in a journal post, but I wrote it to you.}