I went to see a doctor at the blood clot clinic yesterday to see if I was at risk for blood clots. Thankfully, I am not. It seemed like a big waste of time, really. I got there and waited 45 minutes (which is actually fast for a hospital, even with an appointment) and then spoke to the doctor for all of 30 seconds before he told me I had nothing to worry about. It wouldn't have been so bad but if it car rides weren't so excruciatingly painful for me on my foot.

The swelling has come back. It had subsided for a bit yesterday and the day before but now it's all yellow and nasty and swollen again. I've had it on ice a couple of times today but that hurts too cause I have to rest the heel directly on the ice. No good.

I've finally made some good progress on the story I'm writing (a fiction.) I'm not sure though whether I should make it a short story or a full blown novel - which I would like nothing more to do. I think the story could go either way so what I might do is write it as a short story and send it to a magazine then push it into something bigger if I can. Or maybe I'll just write and see what I come up with.