I don't understand why anyone would want to be a podiatrist. Or a colon-rectal surgeon, for that matter. I mean, who gets up one day and says, "I'd like to look at diarrhea for next forty years. Yep! That's the job for me." Uhhh, NOT ME.
Anyway, I was thinking that as I went to my first podiatrist appointment EVER. Now that I'm a diabetic, I need to take good care of my feets, right? Well, I don't have a foot fetish by any means, but I like taking care of my feet. I like pedicures, and I regularly massage and lotion my feet up. Plus I like nail polish and I've never even had an ingrown toenail. I do get dry skin on my heels, but I get those callus shavers and take them off. Well, and that is part of the problem that I had over the weekend. I was doing the callus shaver thing and sliced skin off my big toe that I didn't intend to do. And it hurt. Oh, and I bled like crazy. It was like a murder scene in my bathroom. I wrapped it up and applied pressure and now I need to replace my bath mats. Yes, it was that bad. So I limped into the podiatrist's office. And it felt very, very weird to have this man messing with my feet. I don't like it when I'm getting a pedicure and it's a man...for some reason I find it too intimate and I'm super uncomfortable with some random guy touching my feet.