I hate PF.  It hurts, it stinks, it is awful.  I know that there are worse things than having each step you take feel like your foot is being squeezed in a vise, but it is certainly unpleasant.  I have had PF for over a year now, and last week made another trip to the doctor’s office to try something new.

This is the new thing:

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Bootsie, I’ll call it.  I was told to sleep with it on.  Skeptical?  Yes.  $50.00?  Yes.  Uncomfortable under covers?  Yes.  Worth every cent and every moment of discomfort? Absolutely!

Why?  If you have ever had plantar fasciitis, then you know that your foot heals over night in the wrong position while you sleep.  The result is that the first few steps out of bed in the morning are excruciating!  My morning has typically been hearing Jude holler and then me flipping over onto my front, putting my feet on the floor and stretching the best I can.  Before he gets too noisy and wakes his sister, I hobble out to get a sippy cup of milk and retrieve Boy.  I hobble back to the couch (or bed) with Boy where the first steps wear off and my feet relax a little.  All day, every day, I limp and am in pain.  I consider the necessity of each and every step.  I feel like an old person.  Someone says let’s go for a walk and I inwardly grimace.  Even riding my bike is causing me trouble now.   PF feels like a lame excuse not to exercise, but it is so not.  It just HURTS!

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Then along came Bootsie, my new bedmate!  Bootsie keeps my foot bent all night, keeping my tendons healing stretched-out style  instead of relaxed and short from being in a somewhat pointed position.  I wake in the morning with NO PAIN!  The first steps?  NORMAL!  Or, at least, tolerable.  I can get Boy, milk and to the bathroom without  a fuss.  I think Bootsie is my new best friend and will be the answer to my problem.  Bootsie will give me back my mobility.  I already love my boot.  I can’t wait to start walking again.


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