The x-ray guy remembered me from 2 years ago when I broke my shoulder. Nothing like a good memory!

When he helped me onto the bed to position me for a picture of my toes, he arranged my legs in a certain position. As he turned away to adjust something, my right leg involuntarily moved to close my legs.

When he turned around, he adjusted the leg again only to have the right leg spring back right before his eyes. He looked at me and I looked at him and laughed. He realized that the leg was not going to cooperate.

Then as he helped me put the paper booties on my feet, I remarked "Looking at my feet will cure any man of a foot fettish." Nails are discolored, toes bent due to spasticity. Swollen blueish spots, veins popping. Yep. I need to get a job where strange fettishes need to be psychologically overcome.