Old age has a way of making me fall apart- If its not one ailment, its another. For the past year it has steadily been my big toe. Let me first say that I have adorable little Fred Flintstone feet (meaning my fat little toes go down like stairs rather than any long toes over stretching their neighbors). I am a foot-aphobe. Growing up and sitting on
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The biting comment is funny. :) When I was 14, I bit a nurse who was trying to give me a shot. The details have gotten fuzzy with the passing years, but I have a needle phobia, and I just remember I was freaking out and I chomped her somehow. No broken skin, but she was not amused. I told her I was phobic, and she just told me to suck it up. People who don't have a phobia don't understand at all.
Wishing you miraculous healing!!! (It's worth a try!)
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