We've noticed our feet have been swollen at the end of each day, but by morning they have returned to normal and we've been ready to hit the trail. This morning was a different story. I realized that my blister was not healing, despite the attention several days ago from the “handsome young Spaniard.” No wonder I was so slow yesterday! The toe looks and feels horrid!
Fearing infection, Reg and I headed to our next stop (Burgos) by taxi. Our amazingly helpful driver took us to the emergency room (where we expected to spend several hours), walked us in and explained my predicament. Thirty minutes later I was bandaged, given instructions and a prescription for antibiotics and we were done!
A couple days of rest and I hope to be back on the road…perhaps a bus or two will keep me on track.
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I would prescribe a rest and a G&T. Put your feet up. Malcolm.
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Funny…that’s just what the doctor ordered!
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Sorry to hear you’re having foot problems but, way to hang in there Sue! Hope you heal up soon. I admire both you’re and Reg’s adventurous spirit! Susan and I went to a Bon Jovi concert at the Staple’s Center last night, and a line from one of their songs comes to mind:
I’m going to live while I’m alive, and I’ll sleep when I’m dead!
Best wishes as you continue down the trail!!
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Thanks for the good thoughts Alex. It certainly could be worse. I hope to be back on my feet soon. Fortunately we have a nice place to stay in a city where Reg can sightsee!
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