Inflatable Sheep

It seems the extra sweat from my hot flashes and the accumulation thereof in the bottom of my leg cast produces a severe allergic reaction on the bottom of my foot. I am now wheelchair bound, castless, and the owner of quite a few nickel-sized blisters. A few are infected.

There's a family history of amputations which lurks in the back of my mind. But I'm on antibiotics and do all the usual to keep my poor tootsie clean. This is merely a setback. In the meantime, with no more cast, I guess there's no excuse not to shave. Dang.

Strengthen The Good: Using the power of weblogs for open-source charity.

How do you win the war of Good and Evil? You fight Evil, and you strengthen the Good.

I don't know about winning the war over Evil, but you can win some of the battles. I like that positive spin.

[Thanks, Rebecca]