Yes, just because we happened to look at a red rough patch on my Dad’s ankle, we noticed that again, his big toe is showing signs of ingrown toenail. I just don’t get it. We now soak it 3 times a week.
We also noticed that his feet are puffy again. I guess I have to convince him to wear his hated compression stockings. He’s not wrong to hate them. They are a really big pain to get on and take off.
And one little toe looks really red….maybe a corn coming? Anyhoo, I have now bought new slippers for Dad that have no seams and a large wide toe area, comfy and warm but still have a sturdy sole. Took a bit of looking but I found the perfect slippers! He loves them.
And now, with my Auntie Lil in the hospital in Winnipeg (after a fall – but nothing broken), I have to figure out if I take him to Winnipeg inbetween rehearsals and shows this coming week or next. She’s doing better each day so maybe we can wait.
It’s a lot. But I figure, if I can crawl under a gas station bathroom stall door to rescue my mother (when she forgot how to unlock the door) during a trip to Saskatchewan to bury her oldest brother, I can jolly well walk into a men’s restroom and direct my Dad to the exit when necessary. Afterall, I’m never gonna see any of those men ever again anyway!
Let’s see where I end up! For sure at the podiatrist….HAH!
ooh, I’m thinking my Dad’s hair and beard needs a trim….preferably prior to our Sunday Forte Plus show! It looked a little wild on Wed aft. On the flip side….he does indeed look like a big angry bear that way….hmmm….shall I put some orange make-up on him? hahaha
