My Old Friend

Another GREEEEEEEAAT part of having gout is what it does to the rest of your body. I’m on Day 3of a vicious ankle flare-up, and the pain in the ankle has finally begun to subside. But now, because of the way I had to contort my body to limp around during the bout, the rest of my body is shot to hell. My back is gnarled in shredded knots and my fucking hamstring feels bruised. And I slightly twisted the fucking knee above the gouted (?) ankle during my hobbling, so now that is howling. Wtf. So by tomorrow my ankle will be fired up and ready to go, but will be looking up asking “what the fuck’s going on up there? I’m all better for fuck’s sake, quit moving like a fucking old man!!!”