I’ve got Gout?

Just when I think life is going well it turns around and drops a load of manure all over me…

I’ve two excellent bottles of Vintage Port to drink and my Chiropodist daughter has just told me that my sore foot is actually GOUT!

Gout? Nobody suffers from Gout these days do they? Anyway I’ve been banned by “She-who-must-be-obeyed” from drinking until I can get to see a Doctor for confirmation and treatment. Even as an emergency, as this obviously is, I can’t get to see my Doctor until Monday morning…

Do you think I should go to the Accident and Emergency dept at Dorchester over the weekend instead of waiting?   It is a particularly fine Port, after all… 😀

UPDATE: It turns out that it wasn’t Gout, just bad Arthritis from too much walking in trainers instead of boots; so I’ve got my sore foot raised up on a stool and a glass of Port raised up in my hand 😀