Sunday, February 1, 2026

Common Ground with Benjamin Franklin

So, the area above my left ankle was hurting in the week or so leading up to marathon day, and definitely swollen. I had a minor though obvious limp while walking. And then after the race, it was very painful walking around -- so much so that I thought I might have actually broken my ankle during the race. Making my way to the taxi at the airport coming home, and then getting to and into my apartment was hideously painful.

And during the couple of days afterwards, the foot kept on ballooning. To the point where my ankle bones were no longer visible. (!)


Thankfully I was able to get into urgent care quickly the day after I returned home (and dug myself out). The NSAID that he prescribed for me has done a very good job of bringing down the swelling and alleviating the pain. (Elevating it and applying ice also helps.) Hopefully soon I will be able to run properly again, as not doing so is definitely driving me batty.

Fingers crossed this is the one and only time I have gout. Odd that I got it, given I don't match the profile of someone likely to develop it. Nor was it in a typical location. Look at me, being the oddball. (Hmm... that much isn't so out of the ordinary for me, I suppose. :-) )