I had a lump in my foot for a good long while. After I had come up for air after giving birth to Pickle, I saw training for a half marathon in my future and decided to investigate the lump.
After a podiatrist visit, x ray, mri, second opinion from my foot surgery, turns out it was just a cyst.
I scheduled surgery for early January, to not only have it removed but to have the source of the leak fixed to stop recurrence. But then I put on a pair of tight boots, walked around for 4 hours and it burst…so I cancelled the surgery
Bible Cysts, look it up.
It quickly came back, but it doesn’t impede my training, so I ignore it.
Last weekend it burst again during the 4ish miles I ran at the marathon in my vibrams.
After it bursts, I usually feel some tenderness, and I had been feeling it all day, which is how I figured out it was gone.
That night, after going outside barefoot a few times early that afternoon, I lay in bed and I could feel an ACUTE stabbing feeling right near my cyst, every time I moved my feet in the sheets. I was so tired I just resolved to not move the rest of the night.
I soon had a dream about cactus needles being stuck in my feet and plucking them out. There were about 5 and they were long and clear like rice noodles…it was a bizarre dream.
I woke with a start when I moved my foot and felt the pain again! I had never felt cyst pain like this. Next I had to go to the bathroom before I could fall asleep again, and in the bathroom I decided to have a look.
There it was, lodged in my skin, a tiny little needle! Look, I didn’t send it to forensics, but I am going to go ahead and call it a piece of nature, maybe a needle from a cactus!!!—-lodged in my foot and causing me excruciating pain. It was so small, like in the millimeter category, yet so powerful.
And that is why I do not live in Arizona.