Imagine my surprise when I looked down my legs this morning and noticed that my feet had come back to me. I’m not quite sure where they had gone, but for the last 9 weeks since my knee replacement surgery, they had somehow been replaced by Strange Feet that I didn’t recognize at all. Perhaps a hobbit had kindly loaned them to me? Except they weren’t hairy. What they were: big, puffy, scaly, rough, plump, enlarged. They were swollen so big that I called them my Giant Baby Feet. You know how babies’ feet look round and plump with their little toes sticking up? Cute on a baby… weird on a grownup. Continue reading