In my last blog, I wrote about the tentacle-like appendage on my right foot—a second toe that’s longer than my Big Toe—a condition known as Morton’s toe.
Depending on who you ask, this toe condition denotes:
1. An inclination towards criminal activity
2. A lower place on the evolutionary chain
3. Royal blood
I guess my Mom hadn’t heard of the first two possibilities because she told me my anomaly meant that I had royal blood coursing through my veins.
When I had a family of my own, the Toe simply became known as Mom’s Royal Toe.
Over the years the Toe continued to tower over the Big Toe. But recently things got ugly.
The Appendage became crooked and no long fit—Cinderella like—into slippers. In short, the Toe had become a Royal Pain.
The Toe was officially dethroned and demoted to Hammer Toe status—this meant trouble lurked around the castle walls.
Once again I went to my favorite quick source of medical advice—the net.
I found that Hammer Toes are fairly common and can be treated in a variety of ways—depending on the severity of the condition.
I tried a couple of non surgical approaches such as keeping the Toe limber and wearing open-toe sandals. This helped but didn’t seem like a permanent solution—especially with winter just around the corner.
I figured I’d better not tip toe too long around this issue, so I marched the wayward Toe into my podiatrist’s office to look at other options including surgery.
After some initial reluctance—after all surgery on one’s toe doesn’t sound like a cake walk—I scheduled an appointment for surgery.
Stay tuned for the blow by blow details of THE SURGERY.