as someone who has spent a little time around AA circles this is a perfect metaphor for what is wrong with those circles and that whole mindset build around recovery
I know all this well having had plantar warts in my heel and corns, bunions and other foot maladies since child hood, I'm told I walk like I was crippled when I was 12 Y.O. .
I'm guessing the acid was Salcidic (SP ?) ? .
I used that too and yes, it's very easy to burn away too much flesh so it winds up hurting ever worse .
I used to have a nice Korean Manicurist who had a razor thing that cleanly and carefully shaved away the build ups of flesh, she recently retired I don't know what I'll do now.
Your feet are the furthest part of you from your heart plus gravity fighting the return blood flow to your heart, walking is critical to long life .
My wonderful late stepfather failed to do this and in time his fet began rotting off his body as he was otherwise sill in good health .
Being a stubborn old Yankee he refused to let the Doctors cut anything off and suffered a long three year decline and painful death with exposed foot bones .
I have an older family member who has made mental-illness driven decisions to avoid as much physical activity as possible, even things like taking stairs, or walking. This person has wounds on their legs that haven't healed despite 1 - 2 years of routine professional wound treatment, and lacks the physicality to walk unaided. This is a terrifying glimpse of what's coming next.
I've had friends drink, drug and neglect them selves to death, it's never pretty .
My late stepfather was truly a man among men yet he allowed his pride to kill him over three long and painful years .
This article remains on my mind .
In 1964 I developed a Plantar wort and didn't understand what was going on until I was taken to a doctor, he IMO was either a quack or sadist .
He said "I'll just remove this with my 'electric scalpel' " .
I knew a $1.25 25 watt cheapo Japanese soldering iron when I saw one, I had the same thing for my little projects .
This boob proceeded to _burn_ his way through my heel until he reached the bone ~ no pain killers before or after , I was screaming in agony and he and my mother called me a baby, telling me it couldn't hurt .
Ever since then I've tried to take good care of my feet as I don't trust others to do so .
I crushed one of my feet in 1967 and never did see a doctor, every time I get X-Rayed the Technicians ask "!? what the hell happened to you ?!" because I have so many broken bones that never saw medical care .
The point to all this drivel is : TAKE CARE OF YOUR BODY ! when it goes to hell your life begins to suck .
I have an in-law who, rather than take the St. Paul approach of dealing with the thorn as you have, is in danger of losing some toes and his life because he found it easier to just eat and eat whatever he wanted for decades instead of engage in some discipline. I find it hard to feel anything for him, but this helps.
Get Apple Cider Vinegar, the kind with the mother at the bottom of the bottle. Soak some gauze or tissue and apply to the affected area, then bandaid over it so it stays in place. Give it a night of good sleep and the wart should drop off in the morning.
Good analogy, highly useful. Post is short, sweet, and to the point. And all the insanity removed. An order of magnitude more accessible. Is this intentional? And are you prepared for the consequences (exponential growth)?
You ever meet one of them fellas who's like "She ruined my fucking life" and you're just like, no way bro, she logged you into League of Legends every day for three years, and bought you booze even tho you weren't together, and actively prevented you from cooking a real meal, stole ya pans right from your kitchen bro? She's doing all that bro?
For some reason people want to commit to the bit, it does not matter what the bit is. Occasionally, on my craziest days, the allure of the bit calls out. It takes like one squat at depth to be like "Oh, the bit is dumb, and to follow through would make one highly regarded." But for some reason people love the bit. The funniest thing about all this is the scene around the bit - comprised of musicians who either kill themselves, or make a million dollars not living the bit. But the bit, nevertheless, calls out.
"The bit" and its consequences have been etc. etc.
as someone who has spent a little time around AA circles this is a perfect metaphor for what is wrong with those circles and that whole mindset build around recovery
Hoo boy ;
I know all this well having had plantar warts in my heel and corns, bunions and other foot maladies since child hood, I'm told I walk like I was crippled when I was 12 Y.O. .
I'm guessing the acid was Salcidic (SP ?) ? .
I used that too and yes, it's very easy to burn away too much flesh so it winds up hurting ever worse .
I used to have a nice Korean Manicurist who had a razor thing that cleanly and carefully shaved away the build ups of flesh, she recently retired I don't know what I'll do now.
Your feet are the furthest part of you from your heart plus gravity fighting the return blood flow to your heart, walking is critical to long life .
My wonderful late stepfather failed to do this and in time his fet began rotting off his body as he was otherwise sill in good health .
Being a stubborn old Yankee he refused to let the Doctors cut anything off and suffered a long three year decline and painful death with exposed foot bones .
I hope no one else suffers this, ~ keep moving .
-Nate
I have an older family member who has made mental-illness driven decisions to avoid as much physical activity as possible, even things like taking stairs, or walking. This person has wounds on their legs that haven't healed despite 1 - 2 years of routine professional wound treatment, and lacks the physicality to walk unaided. This is a terrifying glimpse of what's coming next.
When it comes to one's body, use it or lose it.
Sad to see this .
I've had friends drink, drug and neglect them selves to death, it's never pretty .
My late stepfather was truly a man among men yet he allowed his pride to kill him over three long and painful years .
This article remains on my mind .
In 1964 I developed a Plantar wort and didn't understand what was going on until I was taken to a doctor, he IMO was either a quack or sadist .
He said "I'll just remove this with my 'electric scalpel' " .
I knew a $1.25 25 watt cheapo Japanese soldering iron when I saw one, I had the same thing for my little projects .
This boob proceeded to _burn_ his way through my heel until he reached the bone ~ no pain killers before or after , I was screaming in agony and he and my mother called me a baby, telling me it couldn't hurt .
Ever since then I've tried to take good care of my feet as I don't trust others to do so .
I crushed one of my feet in 1967 and never did see a doctor, every time I get X-Rayed the Technicians ask "!? what the hell happened to you ?!" because I have so many broken bones that never saw medical care .
The point to all this drivel is : TAKE CARE OF YOUR BODY ! when it goes to hell your life begins to suck .
-Nate
I have an in-law who, rather than take the St. Paul approach of dealing with the thorn as you have, is in danger of losing some toes and his life because he found it easier to just eat and eat whatever he wanted for decades instead of engage in some discipline. I find it hard to feel anything for him, but this helps.
Great article well done
Get Apple Cider Vinegar, the kind with the mother at the bottom of the bottle. Soak some gauze or tissue and apply to the affected area, then bandaid over it so it stays in place. Give it a night of good sleep and the wart should drop off in the morning.
Hope it heals up soon!
Good analogy, highly useful. Post is short, sweet, and to the point. And all the insanity removed. An order of magnitude more accessible. Is this intentional? And are you prepared for the consequences (exponential growth)?
Nice article. The obstacle is the way.
You ever meet one of them fellas who's like "She ruined my fucking life" and you're just like, no way bro, she logged you into League of Legends every day for three years, and bought you booze even tho you weren't together, and actively prevented you from cooking a real meal, stole ya pans right from your kitchen bro? She's doing all that bro?
For some reason people want to commit to the bit, it does not matter what the bit is. Occasionally, on my craziest days, the allure of the bit calls out. It takes like one squat at depth to be like "Oh, the bit is dumb, and to follow through would make one highly regarded." But for some reason people love the bit. The funniest thing about all this is the scene around the bit - comprised of musicians who either kill themselves, or make a million dollars not living the bit. But the bit, nevertheless, calls out.
"The bit" and its consequences have been etc. etc.