I’ve got flat feet. I’ve always known this. What I didn’t realize, until my podiatrist appointment the other day, was just how flat they are.
Any time a doctor uses the words “severely” and “only” in the same visit, it’s bad.
“You have severely flat feet.”
“The only thing that will help are some ortho-somethings for your shoes.”
No magic pills, no admonition to lose weight. Because anything I do won’t help. Even if I slim down, my feet, and thus the alignment of my body, will still be jacked up.
What’s worse is that my insurance won’t cover the $600 for the inserts.
And the pills I got subscribed are $94 for a months’ supply.
I want a second opinion, but even so, it looks like upgrading the aging innards of my computer will have to wait.