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Ankles are fucked

Added 2025-10-19 18:35:58 +0000 UTC

I've been dealing with an unfortunate bout of plantar fascitis in my feet, making it impossible for me to stand or walk properly. My ankles are also sore, a direct result of my rapid weight gain over the past few months. The pain has been absolutely excruciating, and I've barely been able to move without crying out in agony.

I visited a physiotherapist, who advised me to soak my feet in hot water and use hot water bottles for relief. While it helps temporarily, I know it's only a matter of time before I'm completely immobile. The pain is a reminder of how much weight I've accumulated and the toll it's taking on my body.

As I sit here, unable to move due to the discomfort, I can't help but think about the future. it's clear that I'm going to need more help to navigate my own home soon. using mobility aids like walking frames, scooters, and bariatric beds in the near future isn't far off at this point. It's a scary reality, but one that I'm slowly accepting as my size continues to grow exponentially.

My life has become one of inactivity and indulgence, and I've come to terms with the fact that I'll likely never walk or move freely again. The idea of being confined to a chair or a bed, completely dependent on others for daily tasks, excites me to no end. It's a grim prospect, but one that aligns perfectly with my goal of becoming a massive, immobile pig.