I have indulged in something so sodium laden you had not choice but to react
I have stressed you beyond your limit
I didn’t realize it at first
But slowly, surely, you expanded bit by bit
Strange, you don’t normally look like puffy skin pillows with pink painted nubs at the ends
But there you are
Two gigantically swollen feet stuck to the ends of my legs, squeezed into flip flops because no other shoes will accommodate you
I have a secret fear that your skin is stretched so taut it will split under the slightest pressure
I take full responsibility for your pitiful condition
I’m sorry
May 10, 2014 at 1:09 pm
Oh no. I hope they feel better soon. At least you said you were sorry. I’m sure they’ll forgive you. 🙂
May 10, 2014 at 7:08 pm
They are very forgiving. They need to lug me around all the time, the poor things.
May 11, 2014 at 7:28 am
Though it’s their job, I often feel for feet, they really got a raw deal as body parts go…Hope your feet are feeling a bit better. 🙂
May 11, 2014 at 8:19 am
Much better, thanks!
May 11, 2014 at 8:18 am
Oh — sad face 😦
May 11, 2014 at 8:19 am
They are much happier this morning. 🙂
May 11, 2014 at 8:20 am
Yay!