Elephantitis

It all happened this weekend. Suddenly my slowly transforming body decided to go a little crazy.

I remember the last time I could get my wedding band and engagement ring off. The following day, sitting on the couch next to Jeff, I could not remove my ring. I specifically said to Jeff, 'the next time I can get my rings off, I am going to keep them off.' Next time never came. All that happened is that my fingers got more and more swollen.

It all climaxed this weekend with the hot temperatures. My fingers were like little cocktail wieners, my ring finger visibly more swollen due to the pressure of the rings. Since my parents were here visiting, and a mother's job is to worry, she wouldn't leave until I went and got it taken care of.

The cutting off of the ring was not a pleasant experience. But, luckily for me and my marriage, they can be mended. 

Now, a few days later, the swelling in my ring finger decided to spread. It bypassed my whole body and headed straight towards my feet. Wearing my flip flops to summer school, the swelling took it's toll on my day. Walking with my class on the way to morning assembly, my flip flop strap simply couldn't handle the pressure of my fatty feet anymore. It popped right off. 

Walking through the hallway was difficult, and I am not big on being barefoot in a public place. So, I did as any sane person would do, I sought out duct tape and fixed the problem. 

I will spare your eyes of seeing a picture of the ridiculous swelling going on in my feet. I will just let you imagine what a 400 pound woman's feet would look like with the addition of severe elphantititis.