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Surrendering to the surgeon

Hi y'all (sorry been watching a lot of True Blood lately) a message from me. How's training? Well this week I will not be running. How come? The nail of my third toe on the right foot has been surgically removed. The tissue underneath the nail seemed 'alien' to the surgeon and so they are currently looking into that. Removing a toenail permanently is not as easy as you might think.First of all you have to convince the surgeon that you really do not ever polish your toenails anyways and second of all...no guarantees it will never grow back. OH and it takes longer than you might think. It took m about 20 minutes of actually messing about and before that half an hour to sedate me. After the procedure you leave the hospital with a huge overgrown bandage and the absolute promise that you will not stand on that foot for at least 24 hrs. Maybe they were extra strict since I told them I wanted to be back in training by monday? Thing is you absolutely will follow up on doctors orders because as soon as the sedation wears off you know why you are not allowed to stand on that foot. It kind of hurts and trying to stand on it will make your toe bleed like crazy despite the bandage thing.

Two more days of holding my foot up high and slowely try to stand on it again withot causing my toe to bleed. Hopefully I will be back in training by monday but even than I have to take it easy. The surgeon also wrote me a note to go see an orthopedic medical person. He wanted me to consult him because he thinks I could benefit from wearing special inlays to stop me from toe gripping. That is what caused the black nails to begin with. Does not explain the 'alien' tissue. But this week I am off my feet and I have OENNY (the Unicef stuffed animal) to keep me company. A whole bunch of books, movies and magazines to keep me from getting too active. Can I do this? Not too sure....bored already and its only been 20 hrs...

As always until we read again. Love Marlies

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