plantar fascitis is worse than it sounds
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Halifax, 2004.06.25
This morning started with one of my colleagues blowing a gasket. He spent quite a while yelling at me about how I'm sitting around with my feet up on my desk complaining, etc etc. He's done it before, but not to this extent. In the end there was nothing for it. I hung up on him and went to my doctor's appointment.
Where I was told that I have 'plantar fascitis'. Which I can tell you is no fun. It means that the tendon/ligament thing on the bottom of my foot is full of small tears. So now I'm on the road to a collapsed arch if I don't get it straightened out.