That’s what I wanted to scream at my podiatrist this morning when he rammed a needle full of cortisone into the joint below my big toe. Dr. Sadistic Bastard had the gall to tell me that I might not even feel this giant needle full of cortisone (and local anesthetic) because there was so much injectable space in the joint; also, he’d administered this shot to himself. It’s bad enough that it hurt so bad, but couldn’t he at least have been honest with me? “Sorry, Kathryn, this one’s a bitch. Brace yourself.”

Dr. Sadistic Bastard wants to see me again in a week, and if the giant needle of cortisone and anesthetic hasn’t worked by then, surgery is the next option. Fantastic.