Sometimes You Have To Remember where you Started

I'm officially over half way done with radiation and as I told my physical therapist today, my foot is cooked. Literally it is beyond done and is getting very red and painful. I sent pictures of it to my surgeon on Monday who was actually quite happy with its appearance considering how far into radiation I am. She has a way of always making me feel better, I just wish she wasn't 3000 miles away. However, I will be flying out to NYC again in May for my post radiation visit. Anyways, back to my now panfried ( as opposed to cryovacced like it was earlier) ankle. For the last few days I have been complainaing about how badly lefty's heel hurts when I walk or touch it or anything of the sort. I now have a contraption to keep the bedsheets off of it. I am down to one pair of shoes from two and actually had one of the radiation people think that i might wind up back on crutches by the end of treatment- um, hell no -is my response to that. Fortunately, for me my doctor thought that was crazy too, but it doesn't remove the issue that really lefty's heel hurts. Then the other day I was reading through my old blog and I came to the post where I describe feeling my heel for the first time. I so clearly remember that day and how happy I was to feel my foot and realize that even though lefty is now scarred for life, it is still a part of me, still works and I can still direct it to do mostly what I want. Therefore, I have decided to transmute this current pain into celebrating the above facts and see where that gets me. Meanwhile i will continue copious use of aloe to hopefully help the whole thing.