At least two people told me to soak my feet in epsom salts to help relieve the swelling. I don't remember who suggested it first, but today my sister-in-law, Lynda, suggested it while I was sitting in the parking lot outside of the Rite Aid. Perfect timing; no opportunity for me to forget.
I bought lavendar-scented epsom salts and then came home and used them for a long hot soak. What a difference it made! I had ankle bones again! I had slender feet! Plus I smelled nice!
But it did not last.
Standing around barefoot ironing all afternoon clearly hastened the re-swelling process. In retrospect, I wish I had pulled on some compression stockings after the soak. But at least I have a new way to combat the swelling.
Tomorrow is Monday and my vacation is over. I'll be heading to work, I hope in the vanpool. Toward that end, I'll be going to bed soon so I can wake up at 5:30AM.
At this point, my plan is to go bare-headed to work. I have salt and pepper peach fuzz, still pathetically short but at least with no more freaky shiny bald patches. (I just can't deal with the wig any more.)