Wednesday, March 16, 2011

feet

when i was little my dad used to say that his feet were in the philadelphia flower show.  he would prop them up on a table and groups of ladies would crowd around to sniff them and proclaim their sweetness.  oh, if only the feet i encountered daily were so sweet.

once, after examining an older diabetic gentleman's feet, i needed to refer back to the chart for something.  the pages were sticking together.  to this day, i don't know why i did this because it is just not a habit of mine, but i licked my finger to unstick the pages.  yup.  that's right.  that's exactly what i did.

you guessed it, not so sweet.

2 comments:

  1. no gloves, doc? for feet, gloves are good !~!

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  2. My feet have not lost their fragrance...just a nail or two.

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