This morning I delivered an exceedingly-overdue Round Tuit* and went to the doctor's over my skin problems: the doctor did an "oh dear" when I showed her my left hand, but we agreed anything more aggressive would be counterproductive. While I was there, I asked about my big toe, which was panful enough to keep me awake much of last night. Much to my disappointment, it turns out it's not a fractured bone: I've got gout. Didn't think I was rich enough to suffer that. * Full disclosure: Herself got fed up at me, and was behind me all the way .... with a pitchfork.
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