The people who read my blog and post their obnoxious and sarcastic comments about the sorts of food the shelter, which is paid $117 per resident per day by the city, serves to us, not only the constant food-borne illness, but the excess of red meat and high fructose corn syrup, both of which I would do my best to avoid, but couldn’t entirely without running out of food stamps too quickly, seem to think that I am asking for too much, even though I am just as much a taxpaying citizen as they are. Red meat and high fructose corn syrup consumption are closely related to gout.
For the past few weeks, my right sock was falling down and bunching up uncomfortably on a regular basis. It did not matter which sock I wore–I have at least three different brands with obvious differences represented, and I change them daily, and I was having serious pain on the outside of my right foot. Friday or Saturday, the pain shifted severely to the inner part of my right foot, directly across from where it was hurting before, and the sock had stopped clumping so much. I thought it was a bruise. The pain on the outside of my foot didn’t really go away, as it’s still painful to the touch. It just became completely overshadowed.
This morning, I saw the physician on the second floor. He said it looked to him like gout. I mentioned to him that the test at Arbor WeCare on August 31 had shown my uric acid level too high. He said that it was pretty clear that that’s what it is and that I would need to follow up with my primary doctor. One of the major causes of gout is consumption of red meat and high fructose corn syrup, both of which I had been completely avoiding for many years prior to becoming homeless. He said that they’d given out too many bed rest passes, so they would not be issuing me one. He said that I don’t need rest; I just need to stay off it, although that’s not easy to do when one is on the go. hate being in the shelter. There’s no one to relate to since so many of the guys there are formerly incarcerated, and some even brazenly admit to continuing to shoplift, getting drunk, and getting high.
The doctor mentioned a couple of medications he thought that I should be on, but he doesn’t prescribe anything because Project Renewal is a substance abuse shelter, and that I would need to see my primary doctor. I called almost immediately after I saw the doctor, but I was half an hour too late for a same-day appointment, and was told to call back Thursday or Friday.
I’m still getting used to using my cane for a weak right side–the left side has always been the weaker one with the flares of sciatica and knee pain. Now that I have gout, the left side isn’t any stronger, but is now the stronger of the two sides.