If you've been reading here, you know that I stubbed my toe very badly last Friday night. By Sunday, I was willing to concede that it could possibly be broken. I took it easy yesterday, and kept it elevated as much as possible, but, today I had to go to work. I was on my feet for an hour or so, ironing. During that hour, my foot swelled up and got hot and began to throb. I began to notice a sharp pain on the underside of my toe. I took a look at it, and the red colour at the base of the nail was extending towards the knuckle, in a thin line, and the entire toe was swollen and slightly discoloured.
I've seen that red line before, but only from an open wound. In that instance, it meant blood poisoning, and required care, STAT. It happened a few years ago. I poured alcohol onto the cut until it cleared up.
But, today, I got to worrying. What if my toe IS broken, and a bone splinter is working its way to the surface? My medical knowledge is extremely limited, and gleaned from my mother who was a nurse in the 1930s. She referred to schizophrenia as "dementia praecox," so that's how long ago that was...
The bottom line is that I have been worried ever since Friday, and losing sleep over this. I am edgy and nervous, and the whole thing could be cured with one visit to a doctor and an Xray. Which I can't afford. Because I have no insurance.
I have to wonder if lack of medical insurance might be a contributor to many of the ills of our society, such as rudeness, impatience, road rage, assault...sleep deprivation and worry cause all sorts of problems. How many people are walking around with some minor medical problem that they can't afford to have treated? Thousands? Millions?
...And nobody cares.