I finally got to the PEACE ARCH HOSPITAL at just after 5am to a completely empty ER waiting area. I wrote up a summary of the last week with photos showing the worsening of my feet and particularly my right big toe. Also spoke to everything else that’s been going on - why I have been picking at my scars for example, and why my depression has been making me binge eat junk food. And drinking copious amounts of juice the last few days to deal with my flu. Stupidest move ever maybe.
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