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Relief!

AH...I have been limping around for several weeks because of a glass splinter right in the middle of my right heel pad.  (Broke a bowl in the kitchen, didn't sweep up enough, walk around barefoot.) Some times it would really hurt and then other times it didn't really bother me.  I kept soaking it in Epsom salts and Mike would poke at it.  Finally, I decided I'd have to call the doctor. It was so painful last night that I filled up my foot soaking bin before I turned on the coffee this morning--that's how dire the situation had become.  Anyway, I soaked it and put tape on while I did some housework.  Then I decided to take a shower before making my various phone calls.  That's when I noticed the little shard of glass sticking out of the bottom of my foot.  Dr. Mike was able to pull it right out with his medical instruments.  What a relief!!!

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  1. Aren't you glad it didn't come out as you were waiting in the examination room for the doctor?

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  2. I took a couple of stitches out once with an exacto knife, eyebrow pluckers and a magnifying glass. The HMO was giving me the runaround over who was to take out the two or three tiny stitches on my forearm near my elbow. I did it myself and solved the stupid problem.

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  3. All you had to do was threaten it with a doctor and it quit hiding. Now you can put coffee back on the top your first thing to do in the AM list. Dr. Mike deserves extra pie.

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  4. Ouch! Glad you got it out. Something similar happened to me this summer. Some foreign object got in my foot, and I didn't even know it. Finally one day I soaked my foot. When I took it out, you could see a little puncture hole where whatever it was worked its way out by itself.

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  5. Glad that worked out so well. You're tougher than me. I couldn't have stood it that long.

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