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I am diabetic, and I have significant amounts of neuropathy in both legs,
and into the groin area. At the end of last July, I stepped on a tack, and did
not feel it. I noticed it the next day, pulled it out (again not feeling it), and
went to work. By the end of the day, it was a bit sore. That was Monday.
On Tuesday, I was laid up in bed fighting the infection. The next day, I did
not go to work because I could barely walk. But Thursday, Friday, and Saturday,
I went to work as normal, despite my supervisors saying I should really have
the foot looked at ...
On Sunday (seven days since I stepped on the tack) ... my room-mates and I
were eating at a Chinese restaurant near the hospital, and so I told my room-mates
to drop me off there, they could go do their stuff and pick me up on the way back,
thinking this would be a couple hours ...
NOPE!
The doctors did a lot more testing than I thought necessary at the time, and
I was informed that not only was my foot infected, but I probably had a
system-wide blood infection. "So, I am going to be here a while," I said. The
doctors nodded, saying I was going to have to be admitted. At some point in that
process, I called my room-mates and told them. I had them get two or three changes
of clothes, which included underwear. That was how my room-mates discovered that
I cross-dress.
Amy M. Jackson