I knew I’d pay for my bit of adventure. It felt pretty painful as I yomped up but there was never any question of stopping or going back. Besides, my lift home was waiting on the other side.
Back at base though, there was no alternative to having a look. The blood-soaked socks should have been a warning. The uncomfortably large disk of detached skin should have prepared me. It was still a shock. I have the biggest blister I’ve ever seen in the whole world. Virtually covers my entire heel. And do you know what? It kinda stings.
Good healthy exercise - there’s nothing like it.
Did you wear two pairs of socks to prevent the friction? God, that looks terrible. Please coat that heel in antibiotic ointment and a cushy bandage. I think this type of injury qualifies for at least 6 weeks off work.
Posted by: Mrs RW | Saturday, 23 September 2006 at 03:38 AM
Urhgh. That truly is disgusting... It's making me all shivery.
But on top of the blister itself, I do kind of like the way the whole heel has turned a pink-y red.
...Shivers now fading, being replaced with a perverse sense of admiration...
Posted by: Moogster | Tuesday, 26 September 2006 at 04:04 PM
Yuk!
Posted by: Ian | Wednesday, 27 September 2006 at 10:10 PM