papas right big toe - an everyday story
When returning from work, he took off his shoes and right socker: A tiny Blister.
Nothing more.
That will vanish as Raindrops in the Morning. Papa did think.
Hmmm, over the week, papa did walk like an old Man. Grrr - he dont't like that.

On Saturday, Papa bought Fish for Dinner. (Goosefish or also named Monkfish - very good but also very expensive.)

Sunday, the Sunshine were gone.
You can see from my Home Office Window.
See the Swedish Flag? Well, both Papa and Anna has Swedish blood. And this specific Flag was a gift from mr and mrs Lifecruiser (for Anna 3x20 Birthday)
But a Norwegian (Petter Northug - 3 Gold Medals) won the Gold Medal in Men's 50 km Cross Country Skiing. Sunshine for a Norwegian soul, in a way.

But the Right Big Toe? You see? On the left side.
It's more than Water in there and the sieze has more than fourfold in a Week. Papas shoes does not fit any longer.
Haha - You see how narrow we all are from beeing handicapped.
Papa must visit some medical expert on Monday.
Now it even hurts. Bang - bang
Age? Papa have no clue.
Have a great week and think positive
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