The Wet Feet Mystery

It’s been about three weeks since my last post, so I guess it’s about time for an update. I made two trips to Gotham to see my doctors last week. A good visit with my cardiologist, doesn’t want to see me for six months unless something develops. Doctor Whoosh thinks he might resume my cancer treatments next week. The steroids he put me on have caused me to pick up about 15 pounds, that and a ton of Halloween candy.

The long journey to the 2016 election is finally over and we have a new president-elect. Half of my friends on Facebook are happy, the other half can’t believe what just happened. The sudden disappearance of political ads on television is a nice change. If the news media will stop obsessing over it, things might get back to a semblance of “normal” some day.

I woke up Wednesday morning and noticed the bottom half of my bed was very damp. No, I don’t sleep in a waterbed. Putting on my house slippers, one of them was completely soaked…like you’d dipped it in a bucket of water. It was very puzzling. I didn’t wet the bed, I wasn’t sweating, I was unable to figure out where the moisture came from. My wife suggested I might have left a partial bottle of water balanced on the foot of the bed and it spilled in the night. A fresh set of bed sheets and I went to bed last night in a dry bed. I woke up this morning and the bottom of the bed was damp again. My left shoe was soaked again. I was completely puzzled by what was going on. I thought either somebody is pranking me or this old house has spawned a bed-wetting ghost. The sheets are wet but the duvet is dry. I slept in my socks and they are dry. Finally my wife asked if I had any wounds on my legs. Examining my skin, I discovered a small scrape about the size of a dime on my left leg just above the ankle that was slowly weeping moisture. With my diabetic neuropathy, I couldn’t feel it. The scrape doesn’t look like something that would completely soak my shoe, but who knows? I’m putting a gauze bandage on it today, if it doesn’t get better I’ll be visiting the wound center in the next day or two.