All my life I’ve worn comfortable shoes. I’m 5’3” tall but I have never felt the need to buy high heel and pointy toed shoes to be tall and stylish. I do own two pairs of “pumps” that I wear with certain business suits. They are not spiked heels (one is an inch and a half and the other maybe two inches at best) and again the toes are moderately pointed and tolerable for a few hours of wear. I’ve probably worn them less than two dozen times total over the last 15 years – always to a job interview or “dress-up” party for work. My daily wear shoes are blocky-toed, stocky flats or barely an inch off the ground.
I thought I’d be safe.
I was wrong.
For the past couple of months my big toes have been hurting me (my right more than my left) and mostly at night when I’m laying in bed. I finally did some research and a self exam with my glasses on (don’t laugh) and have come to the sad conclusion (and self diagnosis) that I’ve got…bunions.
WHAT…THE …F#@K?!!!!
Me?! Bunions!?
In my research I learned that if it wasn’t caused by tight fitting pointy shoes, it was hereditary. Oy! Since I don’t recall my mother complaining about having them (and she wore heels), it has to have come from my father’s side of the family.
Joy and thanks, Dad! Please have Aunty Mary give me a shout to tell me about her feet issues (btw-they have both passed on to the afterlife).
I also have to add that I find it ironic that a week ago, DP and I went out to lunch and sat nearby a woman with crutches and a special booty wrapped around one foot. We could hear her talking loudly to her companion about bunion surgery.
My eye rolling days are over.
Me and my humble bunions are out of here…
