Monday, March 20, 2006

Hot Pink Tootsies


Remember Ice skating? Remember tieing your ice skates really tight to help support your ankles.....soooo tight that your feet fell asleep, but you didn't notice because they were froze? Then came the fun part....when you untied your skates and the blood rushed into your toes and burned like fire....well in fond memory of that wonderful event in my life, I relived it today. I bought new work shoes, tied them nice and tight...and they actually felt really comfortable. I should mention that I am on my feet all day, on concrete...standing. So in lay terms this means that my feet swell, I have in terms of endearment "Cankles", by the end of the day..(Cankles for those of you unfamiliar with swelling feet are Ankles that are as fat as your calves) Ok back to the story...so by 1:00, my feet are starting to pinch, just a little, so I will walk on them for another two hours before I can open the gates of hell. I actually couldn't "feel" my feet, it was the tingling in my toes that I noticed, as if they fell asleep...I think they did. So I am walking with these concrete blocks, I used to call feet, that have begun burning, the only reason I know they are burning is I can smell the rubber from my new shoes. I can do this...It's almost time to go home and I can untie these corsets from my sleeping, tingling feet. Now comes the locker room, I sit down on the bench and I try to untie my shoes, there is so much stress behind those laces, that I am now looking at my knife to cut the laces to let my toes breath...I will win this battle and with one swift pull of the gray striped lace, the shoe opened up like Pillsbury cresent rolls on a hot day!! Without a breath, the blood is rushing past the cholestral infested veins at top speed to my tippy toes, I was sure my toenails were going to pop up like the trunk on a car. I can't begin to explain the pain, so I rubbed them and talked them down...something like...ahhh poor babies, please stop burning and hurting. I only have to walk 4 blks to the parking lot, I know my old shoes will soothe the pain, but when I stepped into them I think I felt blisters on the soles of my feet. I took little baby steps to my truck..people were passing me ...where the heck is a ride when you need one...Oh I can hardly wait till tomorrow, for more torture. My poor little Hot Pink tootsies!!!

6 comments:

Janyce said...

Yes! Here's my big chance! I am first to volunteer to push the wheelchair.

Spiderlady said...

What? Down a staircase!! hahahaha

Betty said...

I'll catch you. I remember when I worked at the Boston store and I wasn't use to being on my feet yet and I had to ride the bus home. Walking to the bus wasn't bad it was getting off. I swear my toes were going to blow off like cruise missles or something. I hope I didn't blow anything up.

Lois said...

So, how are your feet now? Ugh.... Your poor toosies! I'll help push the wheelchair and we'll have a fun ride as long as you don't mind me hanging off the back going down the hills! Weeeeee...... That does sound like fun!

Betty said...

If Lois pushes can I sit on your lap? Maybe we can pull a wagon and Janyce can ride in it. Now that would be a sight!!!!!!!

Next a shopping cart

Janyce said...

Ok with the shopping cart, Betty, but you get the bottom rack!