Four years ago I wrote THIS POST about the state of my feet. Ever since then I have been doing what I can to improve their condition. They do get a bit better from time to time, but I'm afraid I get distracted and don't always remember to spend time taking care of them.
I get embarrassed about my feet and don't like anyone seeing them. There is one exception though.... Mr A. I think it's normal when two people have been together for a long time, to have no inhibitions.
He, like many Turks, seem to suffer with foot problems. There are no chiropodists here, and those with time and money to spare will get a pedicure at a hair and beauty salon. I'm pretty certain most of these "pedicurists" don't have any training, but they do seem to do a reasonable job.
I've yet to reach the point where I am happy enough with my feet to let anyone else touch them. Mr A has similar problems with his feet from time to time, but I did notice when he finished the job in Gumbet that they were in much better condition. He tells me he spent time watching the pedicurists in the beauty salon where he worked early in the season, and having learned how they work, started to treat his own feet...with good results.
So last week I let him loose on my feet. He spent two hours on them, soaking them, exfoliating them, massaging...more soaking, more exfoliation, more massage, then finally liberal amounts of aloe vera cream. He also filed down the nails, which are always quite brittle, and they look much better.
Before I went to bed I covered them in something called Fito Krem, which I got from the chemist. It's very much like vaseline but also contains an antiseptic. As it's quite greasy it's best to wear clean cotton socks.
The result was a vast improvement, and Mr A insists that he will continue to be my personal pedicurist from now on. Unfortunately there wasn't time to repeat the treatment before I came to England on Saturday.
I bought some cheap canvas shoes on Sunday which were very comfortable...until I started walking in them. Now I have some nasty blisters and the shoes have been cast aside.
I can't wait to let Mr A loose on my feet again...they are certainly going to need it by the time I return home!