May 24, 2006
Hot Foot
Today, my eyes are all puffy, and I look 100 years old because I was awake for two hours last night with Hot Foot.
You knoooow -- Hot Foot? When your feet are really, really hot? Like baking hot, but the rest of you is fine, or even chilly? It only happens at night?
Am I the only one who gets this?
Look, if "Restless Leg Syndrome" and "Seasonal Affective Disorder" are valid ailments, then Hot Foot should earn me a few hours of sick time, or at least a little sympathy. I couldn't sleep! It felt like someone was holding my feet under the warming lamp at Bennigan's like a plate of nachos!
I tried to stick my feet out of the blankets, but then my shins got cold. Actually, the rest of me was quite chilly, so I don't know what the hell was going on with my feet. It's not funny!
I wonder if it's because of my gout? Was I drinking last night? Yes, I have gout. Told you I'm 100.
Seriously, I have body temperature issues. I'm pretty sure I'm a reptile. What with my aversion to sunlight, I'm probably a descendant of the Sleestacks.
I cannot maintain my own body temperature. I have to take cool showers in the morning, or I'll sweat for the next two hours. Even in the winter. But after that, if I am sedentary for ten minutes, I'll be freezing. So much so that my fingers turn pale and my nose is cold.
At night, I go to bed freezing cold and snuggle up against Husband for warmth. And when I say snuggle, I mean plaster myself up against him so that every possible inch of me is touching him, and he keeps scootching over to the side of the bed to escape the crazy, living-dead lady.
Then, in the middle of the night, I'll wake up sweating and have to take some of the covers off. Sometimes I even go to the washroom and wipe myself down with a hand towel to mop up some of the sweat.
You are soooooo turned on right now, aren't you?
And NO, I'm not even close to menopause age, so wipe that knowing smirk off your face before I scratch your eyes out.
Comments
Oh My God! I know EXACTLY what you're talking about! I go through the same thing. In fact, when I was little, my mom had to cut the feet out of my footie pajamas because I would complain about my feet being hot! And you're dead on with the going to bed cold only to wake up sweating. Crazy. I thought I was the only one.
Posted by: Kate at May 24, 2006 02:03 PM
I, also, am aflicted with hot-foot. I never sleep with my feet under the covers, even in the dead of winter. My husband has even been so kind as to bring me a cold washcloth on those nights where they're burning hot. I'm very happy to know that I am not alone.
Posted by: Billi at May 24, 2006 06:38 PM
Dude. I wear wool socks to bed.
Posted by: MostlySunny at May 25, 2006 07:30 AM
So maybe you should have the doc look into your hormone levels? Psycho.
(Hee!)
Posted by: Queen of Ass at May 25, 2006 11:21 AM