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I discovered an ulcer on my left little toe yesterday. I went to the emergency foot clinic this afternoon, and while they scraped away the bad bits they referred me to Kings College Hospital, where the last infection was treated. They told me just to go and they would call to confirm that I was on my way, but when I got there no call had been received. I cooled my heels for an hour and was finally seen. They scraped away more of the junk and, yet again, started me on four antibiotics, one of which is a daily injection. I didn't think the foot was half as bad as it was last time this happened, but they wouldn't be swayed.

I believe that I will have to have shoes specially made in order to assist in keeping further infections away (once this one is dealt with). Normally this is a very slow process on the NHS but I think I will speed it up through going private for the footwear. They think that I should wear some sort of "Scotch boot" device for a while after the infection has been treated, in order to take the pressure off the sole of my foot, perhaps while the shoes are being made.

All this is ick, ick, ick, and prayers that it will speedily recover and that I can get the footwear that I need to try to avoid all this in the future would be most welcome. No commercially-available shoes seem to be wide enough to give my feet a comfortable toe box.

I'm glad that I didn't go ahead and buy air tickets for Boston for today, or I'd have been right royally scr*wed.

In other news, our former flatmate Brett left on the next leg of his around the world tour this morning...we miss him already. This is his blog in case you want to see the lovely dinner we had last night, which he blogged about much more coherently than I could, not knowing anything about food or wine on that level.