More bitching about various injuries and maladies:

On a normal day, my foot won't start bothering me until the afternoon, after I've spent the day being semi-active and walking around on it. Today though, it hurt right out of bed. I think maybe it's time to go get an x-ray, since the initial injury happened almost two months ago, and doesn't seem to be getting any better. This morning Nancy brought up that she can see a visible difference my two feet, the left appearing to have a protrusion at the base of my big toe. Being forced to walk on the outside of my foot has me more or less couch bound, which is absolutely tearing me apart. At least I'll get caught up on all the reading I have to do.