Month: September 2025

Don’t Be a Wayne

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The following photos are anything but flattering. I am not posting them for pity. I am posting them to show how serious a clogged lymphatic system and neuropathy can be. Don’t ignore the symptoms like I did. Please seek help right away. Don’t put it off.

Swelling caused by clogged lymphatic system.

The right ankle is the ankle replacement I received in 2020. It seems to attract more fluid causing an edema or so say the doctors.

Special compression socks set up.

Compression boots I use an hour in morning and an hour at night. I also use redlight therapy for 40 minutes in morning and 40 minutes at night. Doctor said I would have to use the boots the rest of my life.

The neuropathy causes you to feel like you are walking on rocks and can be quite painful. The skin hurts when touched. Neuropathy is usually caused by diabetes, but the doctor has told me that people can have it without being diabetic. you have a tingling like your feet and legs are asleep and sometimes it feels like bugs are crawling up your legs. The swelling in the feet can be so bad it feels like your feet are going to bust open.

The neuropathy is working its way into my arms and hands, and I am losing the ability to write. What I do manage to write I can’t read it. I am also losing strength in them. It is also hard to type.

Please if you have tingling and burning in your legs and feet don’t ignore it. See your doctor and also eat a healthy diet.

Again, I am not looking for sympathy by any means, I am just trying to make people aware of how serious it can be. It also affects your balance, and I have taken several hard falls.

A Day From the Past Remembered

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This day happened when I was the ripe old age of 14. We used to spend a whole week every year at a place called Many Islands in Arkansas, trout fishing on the Spring River. Well, my dad had bought a trolling motor to help in getting around on Spring River. The owner of the campground had poured a concrete pad to aid in loading gear into boats and canoes.

He rented a boat and pulled it up to the pad where our gear was waiting to be loaded into the boat. My dad had one foot in the front of the boat and one foot on the pad. He had me hand him the gear and he loaded it into the boat. He assured me that his knot would hold and keep the boat in place.

Well, everything seemed to be going pretty well and then I noticed the boat was getting farther from the concrete pad, but my dad would pull the boat back to the pad with his leg. As long as the knot held, everything would be fine.

Then it happened. The knot failed and my dad was struggling to pull it back. I stared in horror as I realized he was approaching the point of no return. My gut told me this wasn’t going to end well and it sure wasn’t going to be pretty. Then it happened. The gap between the concrete pad where my dad’s foot was planted and the boat where his other foot was planted became too wide for him to recover and into the water he went. FYI the water temp is cold and colder. His head went under water and then after what seemed like an eternity, he emerged from the water resembling the Phoenix rising from the ashes. I learned a whole bunch of new adjectives that I would never be able to use in school. Needless to say, we didn’t go fishing that morning.