As a twenty-three year old woman in the prime of my life, I am making it my mission to make the most of it. I have a pretty good job for my age, but I’m working to live, I don’t live to work. Honestly, I just spend every day at work counting down the hours until the weekend. On the weekend, I party and it’s what I enjoy doing most.
I was out about a month ago, it was Saturday night, and I was on. I tore up the dance floor and then I was overcome by a serious stabbing pain in the heel of my foot. I tried to keep dancing because there was no way I was going to let this ruin my night. I succeeded for about ten minutes before the pain got too much and my night was over. Once I got home I forgot about the pain until I woke up in the morning, where the pain hit me again in full force. I thought maybe I had sprained my ankle or something, so I just rested it on Sunday like I would have done anyway.
When the pain didn’t improve over the week, I went to a podiatrist and found out I have something called plantar fasciitis. This was really distressing, as the foot specialist then started talking about what I’d have to do for it to heal, and I didn’t want to have to do any of it. I just wanted my heel to be okay so that I could get back to dancing! I was supposed to be going to a festival next Saturday! I was devastated.
It is safe to say that I was in too much pain to go to a festival a week later. When I went back to the podiatrist for a check up, I was told that I need orthotics. Cheltenham, where I live has plenty of podiatrists that I could have bought orthotics off, but I decided to buy them off the man that had helped me from the start.
I just hope these orthotics work so that I can go back to serious partying.