Isn’t it amazing how the smallest of things can create the biggest issues for you? A tiny fly gets near you and if you are like me you must treat it as though an entire flock of Pterodactyls are buzzing at your head. (For the record, I don’t know if Pterodactyls ever flew in flocks or anything of that nature.)
I had the world’s tiniest speck of rock in my shoe, almost invisible is how I’d describe this rock in my shoe. And although I walk with the four-footed one on an almost daily basis, I wouldn’t say I’m a serious walker so the rock would be an annoyance at best.
So I ask you, dear friends, to help me understand how this tiny little even rock, this almost non-existent thing created a blister that covers the entire bottom of my foot? It is surely one of the greatest mysteries of the universe. Or as Beloved likes to say, something that could only ever happen to me and must be documented to prove it even happened.
I confess it’s a rather challenging place to have a blister as just standing makes the thing hurt, however if this is the extent of my silly wound I am sure I shall be fine. Especially since suddenly people are wanting to do things for me to keep me from being on my foot!