Electro-shock therapy. For feet.

This was a new one on me too! My regular physio is off this week on her holiday, so I'm booked in with an alternative. There are always difficulties in catching up with the history when you see someone new, but thankfully having typed a load of what has happened in here, I remembered a fair bit (unusual for me!).

I think we are all now moving away from Plantar to Posterior Tibial Tendinitis and the treatment again began with my confessions of poor ankle stretching during a busy week, followed by ultrasound on the tendon and then something new. I wondered why she was strapping electrodes at each end of my foot, and being the trusting sort, I didn't question. Until the "let me know if this hurts" comment.

It is weird seeing your toes twitch involuntarily as waves of power wash through your foot - I was suddenly reminded of Young Frankenstein, as Gene Wilder wakens the monster for the first time. Classic. Ever one for new experiences and assured that electricity is a good thing for me, I sat through a good 5 electrifying minutes before the machine went beep and it was all over.

If nothing else, I will definitely be doing my stretching and icing EVERY DAY now. I'm pretty sure that machine has a lot more punch in it - if I go back on Friday and admit to slackness, I might get my voltage upped! It looked pretty old too, so maybe I'll look for it's last electrical safety test ...

I'm being hassled / advised over my footwear. Having the good fortune to work from home 60% of the time, I've been wearing my old running shoes as "trainers" as they have a better shape than my normal, comfortable, old shoes. I'm not running in them though. Ever again. For the other 40% of the time, I'm in offices wearing those comfortable old shoes and they are just no good for me. So, the hunt is on for a good cushioning regular shoe, into which I might stick an off the shelf orthotic if I ever get to Boots in town. And these were recommended as a good basic orthotic before taking a plunge into custom orthotic territory. Somewhere I don't want to go.

Mr Stumble.