Being Patient, Not Being Patient, Being Patient


I used to be a very patient, quiet little child. My Mom would always tell me I had my Dad’s amazing patience when it came to working out problems, figuring out how to fix something or just waiting. Used to.

I’m not quite sure when it happened but in more recently years I’ve noticed that I’ve migrated more towards my maternal genetics when it comes to patience, temper and impetuosity. The Mother describes it as “wearing your heart on your sleeve”, which is really just a rather poetic, soft way of describing someone who reacts instantly in the moment. You don’t want to wait, you want it resolved now, you need to get your emotions and thoughts out right now… in other words, someone who lets their emotions get the better of them.

I love heart-on-sleeve-wearing people and their way of dealing with things – gets everything out there and nothing is left unspoken or unresolved. It can be a bit crazy at times, but it can be very effective. But there are also times when reacting in the moment, emotions and hormones all over the place, you can say or do the wrong thing. Not so good.

Time to talk feet. I’ve talked in previous posts about my ongoing feet injuries and as it stands, I am now 10 weeks not running and still without a diagnosis. To update:

1. Physio Visit #1 – After examining my feet and taking a history, the physio was of the opinion that my feet had likely just taken “quite a pounding” training for the Paris marathon and just generally with doing a lot of running. She noted the tendons in my feet and the left in particular were very tight and tender, including the plantar fascia. She recommended ice, no running and a review appointment to see the orthotic specialist.

2. Physio Visit #2 – This time I saw a different physio (same clinic). Jonathan didn’t think it was a soft tissue injury necessarily and noted (a) that the pain was diffused over a number of different areas of both feet, (b) poor circulation in my feet and hands and (c) my feet were very “puffy” or swollen. All of this led him to think that I might have a rheumatologic condition that is causing the pain, such as arthritis… (which scared the crap out of me!) He recommended I see the GP…

3. GP Visit – GP McDonald was great and very thorough in taking a detailed history, as well as taking her time to assess me. She agreed that I had poor circulation and Raynaud’s disease (where you regularly lose circulation in your fingers and they go numb and white!) Raynaud’s can be a stand-alone condition or it can be symptomatic of a more serious rheumatic condition. Nothing further could be pinned down and she directed me to have blood tests and x-rays done. Doc’s approach is to try to rule out any other conditions and thereby narrow it down to what could be causing the pain. Prescribed Difene (anti-inflammatory) to trial for 5 days and a steroidal gel to clear a teeny blister clutter rash on my feet (which she doesn’t think is connected- phew!)

Good god, when will this foot saga ever end? Where Next? I hear you say! Blood tests are done and I’m awaiting an appointment for an x-ray as I type. Both should be done in the next 2 weeks and then back to the GP asap, where I am hoping and praying to have some definitive answer to what’s going on.

In the meantime, the races I signed up to in Spring are rapidly approaching, my running fitness has become completely shot and I’m starting to get seriously impatient… which is why I did something (probably…) really stupid on Monday. I ran the Women’s Mini Marathon 10km in Dublin with my Mum, Godmum and 35,000 other lovely ladies…

So bold.

So impatient.

Soooooooo bold.

Pop back in a few days to find out what happened…


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