My brave face...
Some of you are probably aware by now of the delightful arthritis which took up residence in my left foot several years ago. This has been the reason why my bank manager no longer looks me in the eye if I happen to go into my local branch, as much money has been spent on various treatments, shoes, orthotics, gadgets, physio...the list is endless... over the last three years in particular. Last year, I headed off to hospital for the day while they stuck a few injections of cortisone into my foot. This was done under general anesthetic, because my consultant told me in no uncertain terms that 'it would bloody hurt'. So I had 52 glorious days of pain free trotting about before it came back. Finally getting back to see my consultant, he suggested that I have it done again, but this time under ultrasound guidance. He said, and I quote, 'The pain is about the same as when you give blood'. Well, that would be ok. As a blood donor, I know that it can be a little unc