6 weeks ago, I tripped and fell over something, causing swelling and bruising to the top of my foot. Initial x rays showed nothing, and then more x rays were done 4 weeks later (attached). Due to nothing also showing on my MRI but still being in pain, my doctor thinks a bone spur is impinging a nerve.

I do have a bump that is right where he thinks the bone spur is, but I have a similar bump on the other foot (though smaller). I am nervous to just jump into surgery, and not having very clear definitive explanations on imaging it seems.

It would be over the dorsal 1st metatarsal-cuneiform joint and base of 1st interspace.

https://imgur.com/a/kXVLva2

Id like to know how to prevent this injury, it makes walking or putting any weight on my feet extremely painful. I don't have any visual symptoms. No redness, or swelling apparent.

So I did the big no no and I googled the condition before I have had the chance to see the specialist this week and I have sufficiently scared the crap out of myself. Any helpful advice or information? I don’t have a whole lot of information regarding the extent of my case but will know more once I meet with the specialist. I have never used drugs, I don’t have more then one drink 4-5 times a year, I’ve never been on high or prolonged doses of steroids, and I don’t have any other issues that I read are contributing factors to avascular necrosis. I am allergic to NSAIDs (aspirin, naproxen sodium, ibuprofen, Celebrex etc) so I’ve been told my only treatment option is to wear a walking boot for 6 weeks and see if I have any improvement and then surgery if no improvement has been observed.
Any words of wisdom or calming advice will be very welcomed!!! Thank you!!!!

42, Male, 5'7", 170. White hispanic. Mexico. Foot pain. No medications. Small coffee habit: one bottle of cold coffee a day, 8 to 12 beers per week.

Hi, wondering if you could help me with some foot discomfort. Last night I started to feel some slight discomfort on my foot, on the regions of what today discovered to be the navicular or cuneiform bone, i cant really pin point it by looking at anatomy pics. What I can tell is that the pain is dull and located right in the middle of the length of the big toe to the heel axis, and slightly to the outside of my (right)foot, about 0.5 to 1 inch off the center of my 4" wide foot towards the outside of the foot. It has a radius of about 3/4 of an inch but concentrated in that area when pressure is not applied. There is a slight swelling but almost imperceivable, and no visible hematoma or change in color.

I have had similar sudden "morning after" pain on my ankles before, and it have taken a few days of immobilization to recover.

I can walk with some pain, and if I lift my feet towards my leg it allows me to lessen the pain as I put pressure on it by leaning on my heel.

My question is if this could be related to a form of dehydration after weekend of junk food and drinking even if its not extreme? Or could prolonged junk food diet, coffee, and lack of exercise could be causing this recurrent foot pains? Ive had them every 6 month or so for the last 3-4 years. Also I walk an uneven walkway everyday at home, would that be the real factor? me hurting my foot on a bad step every few months just by the chance of it happening? Even if I never notice the actual injury when it happens? Is that how these micro injuries happen? do they take them 2 days to "gestate" and pain to arrive? Did I answer my own medical question?

My wife bought me a Peloton for Christmas, and I know… Peloton—it’s somewhere between a bicycle gang for introverts and a cult, but she spent a decent amount of money and I’d been complaining about my waistline, so…yeah.

Look, I’m grateful. It was a sweet gift. Yael doesn’t really do passive aggressive and I was the one who wanted fitness in my life. Well, maybe not fitness. A beach bod. Or a beach-y bod? A cabana bod in the very least. Anyway, when I got the thing, I was excited in the way that a thirty-five year old man gets about a tech-y new toy.

Only, the instructions weren’t in English. Even the QR code that came with the instructions led to a website in a language that looked like, well, Sumerian? It was cuneiform, I’m pretty sure. I recognized it from my high school history textbooks. Weird, right?

Luckily, it was relatively self-explanatory. YouTube had assembly tutorials, so that helped as well. And it wasn't until after I set it up in my home office that I noticed the logo on the bike itself.

Pelotan. With an ‘a’. A knock-off?

…Mo-ther F—

A part of me wanted to go tell Yael the bad news, but a louder, more whimsical part of me said, how often do you get the chance to use a Mesopotamian piece of pop-tech? That part won. I turned it on and a video of a man in a skin-tight unitard urged me not to waste a second more on the sofa. Extra by a country mile, but okay, fine. I hopped on and started pedaling.

I’ll be honest, I didn’t hate it. Not at first. The instructor was lively, encouraging, and a minute in, I was given the option to go picture-in-picture and instead bike through the central African tropics as my main feed.

Now, I’m not often one to gush about a piece of pretty scenery, but the verdant expanse that unfolded around me was like nothing I had ever seen. It was so crisp, so vibrant, with trees flowering in Barbie dream house pinks and grocery ad banana yellows. The coppery clay path before me serpentined in gentle curves and I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t a bit hypnotizing.

God. That sounds like ad copy, doesn’t it? A ride so entrancing, you’ll forget it’s exercise. Well I did forget. I watched the path slithering as my pace picked up. I almost didn’t notice the man run out from the forest around a hundred digital feet ahead of me. But I certainly noticed the men who were chasing him. And then for a brief moment, the first man stared into the camera and screamed, “M’Aidez!” It was subtitled.

«Help Me!

Disclaimer, this is a fanfic only, all credit belongs to u/BlueFishcake alone.

also this is my first time self editing so f anything is messed up or if there's an error please leave a comment

if dialogue is Bold they're talking in Trade Shil and if dialogue is Italicized then the MC is talking internally to his AI

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The Waking

Date point: 7 months, 9 Days - After Invasion

Location: Formally Heathrow International Airport - Currently the Imperial HQ of European Operations

It’s a bright sunny afternoon and Imizael’s personal craft has landed, but its occupants are still nestled in around the still sleeping human, as while they’re enjoying the situation they have to face reality.

As the silence it distured by Miralana’s Omni-pad vibrating, she slowly extercates herself from the pile and retrieving it, the other three give her a questioning look as she whispers a curse “Oh Damn” now wearing a pissed off expression “we’ve got that meeting soon.”

Both Gly’nrie and Shal’endra are now fully awake with a look of panic as they realise that they’ll have to get back to London, as their volume increases, Imizael shushes them and hisses “You can use the Comm suite in the main room!,” Gly’nrie and Shal’endra slowly rose and the three were about to walkout into the main room until there's the sound of Imizael snapping her fingers to get their attention.

They turned as one and saw her pointing at the personal cleansing unit, and whispered “Get cleaned up first and you can use my clothes” this seemed to relieve the trio as they lumbered their way over and in turn whispered their ‘thanks’.

Some time later they emerged and raided her wardrobe and made their way out, as a technician waited for them to get set up.

--

At about the same time elsewhere.

In a conference room of an nondescript office block in London's Shil’vati District a number of older human males and females were mingling about, these few are the last surviving members of the Government of Great Britain & Northern Ireland w

I didn’t have a lot of time to write this chapter because of the holidays and new years, so I had to delay it another week, to 4 weeks total instead of the more usual 3. I apologize for that, but my regular schedule is now back so the next one should be in as usual 3 weeks from now. Enjoy!

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G.O.D. Sam Robinson – The Valkyrie – Dimensional Plane of Arenal – Sam’s apartment in Ringtown - 12 Years and 113 days since the Infernal invasion of Earth

 

Vee hummed in a very even tone, noting both approval and that she was an AI who was very distracted as she normally hummed beautifully. “So, your vitals all seem fine and checked. I do sense a lot of blood flow to your limbs, and your pupils are still very dilated, but other than that you should be fine. How do you feel?”

“Sober. Clear. But not in a good way.” Sam replied as she felt her jaw slowly clench and unclench as she spoke. Or rather, the feeling of her mouth was back again. “Feels like some heat is traveling from my neck, where you injected the counteragent, to my head. My mouth is also dry and cotton-like. Very dry.”

“Here you go sweetie.” Whiskey said as she handed Sam a glass of water, which she immediately chugged.

“How much do you remember?” Vee asked as she turned back to the medical terminal and continued checking on things.

“Uh. A lot? Everything, I think. But it was very, uh, fluid.” Sam answered.

“Fun too, huh?” Aht asked.

“Uh, yeah, uh, sure.” Sam meekly replied as she tried to avoid eye contact with Whiskey. “And thanks, uh- for the water.”

“Oh, don’t worry about it.” Whiskey said as she gave Sam a comforting touch on her shoulder with another wink. “This isn’t the first time you’ve done this, and I know what you’re feeling right now. It’s very much appreciated.”

“Oh! Uh.” Sam replied in a bashful way. Whiskey laughed, leaned in and kissed Sam in a way that felt warm, filled with love and kindness, like a long hug by the fireplace.

“Ok. Go take a nap, Baldr will be here soon.” Vee said as she handed some notes to the attending nurse.

“Ah, man. Do I really have to go through this so soon again?” Sam complained.

“Normally we’d wait and let you process this more, but the drug has to be tested on its ability to work effectively in every circumstance. That includes dosing you immediately after you’ve come down if the enemy some

Hi,
this is my nerdy post for other language nerds ;)
So I pored over Sumerian, Akkadian and cuneiform script for the last couple of days and now I will share what I discovered. Though I pored over languages long dead for hours on end - Behaviour team apparently did not. Shocking, I know! They took some words from Akkadian and Sumerian both but the rest is just gibberish made to sound cool. The same goes for cuneiform in the temple.

The only sentence to fully make sense is Plague's mori though they (probably, as you'll see) took words from both languages.

In her mori the Plague says:
Addānika dingir ašāpu mê
addānika (Akkadian) - attenstion please/listen/to heed
dingir (Sumerian) - lord/god
ašāpu (ak.) - to exorcise/to cleanse
mê (ak.) - water (also: the body of water)
So it's basically the same translation as u/Qrow513 did here: https://www.reddit.com/r/deadbydaylight/comments/gheih8/i_translated_what_the_plague_says_during_her_mori/
but I think it sounds better when translated as:
Heed me, Lord, cleanse the waters
as it makes sense relating to her power and past as the priestess performing cleansing rituals in Babylon so it may refer to her prayers to the Sea Goat god there and cleansing of fountains in game both.

If we wanted to translate mori from Sumerian exclusively (as some discussed previously on reddit and on DBD forum) we could read it as:
Adda ni ka dingir asbu me
adda - dead body
ni - in
ka - mouth
dingir - lord
asbu - dark
me - behold
Behold the corpse in the mouth of the dark lord
But in my opinion this translation makes much less sense and is probably grammatically incorrect as Sumerian grammar is much more complicated than English grammar and I'm in no way knowledgeable enough about Sumerian or Akkadian - just love linguistics - so take my translations with a grain of salt.

As for cuneiform from the Temple of Purgation it reads:

an sube/bu''u ni i ma

The five glyphs are read as:
an
sube / bu''û - it can be read as both (or potentially even more)
ni
i
ma
The only glyph that is translatable with ease is the first one - an meaning heaven or lord/god.
Bu''u in Akkadian means to seek for, su in sumerian could mean bird/fish/flesh/red/to sink, be in sum. means *t

I don't want to step on anybody's toes here, but the amount of non-dad jokes here in this subreddit really annoys me. First of all, dad jokes CAN be NSFW, it clearly says so in the sub rules. Secondly, it doesn't automatically make it a dad joke if it's from a conversation between you and your child. Most importantly, the jokes that your CHILDREN tell YOU are not dad jokes. The point of a dad joke is that it's so cheesy only a dad who's trying to be funny would make such a joke. That's it. They are stupid plays on words, lame puns and so on. There has to be a clever pun or wordplay for it to be considered a dad joke.

Again, to all the fellow dads, I apologise if I'm sounding too harsh. But I just needed to get it off my chest.

Envoys

I sighed a strange sigh, one of acceptance laced with defeat, everything I thought I knew now overshadowed by an air of doubt, yet moved aside temporarily, leaving a blank slate with little bias in its place. I was open to accept almost anything at this point, having ones world view shattered leaves them in a fragile state. A new sense of open determination settled in my mind, as I turned back to the spacious room and started forward. Hollow and immense, my foot steps on the stone floor echoed throughout, keeping the torch down to avoid any obstacles yet I found none. Looking back up, I immediately stopped dead in my tracks, my feet sliding a few inches on the smooth stone, two giant, looming silhouettes, fifteen to twenty feet tall melded through the veil of darkness ahead of me, slowly stepping back, I flicked the torch up illuminating the source of my fight or flight trigger, only to relax with a weak laugh upon seeing the stone surface and vaguely human forms.

My self-deprecating amusement rapidly formed to a true sense of awe and wonder as I gawked up at these stone goliaths. As I approached I was able to make out the intricate details covering what I realised was the figures’ back, each slightly askew, facing inwards to a point. I held out my hand as I came within reach of left statue, sliding it over the surface I found it covered in a thick layer of dust, but beneath was as smooth as pearl, I shot a look straight up at the figures’ face to confirm that it was indeed of human form, dressed in a flowing garb of sorts. Returning my gaze down I suddenly spied more statues around me.

As I lumbered forward, transfixed on these new figures I suddenly realised, it was a ring, roughly fifty feet in diameter, all focused inward on a central point. I was so distracted I failed to notice a small step, stubbing my toe and almost falling flat on my face but barely catching myself before hitting the ground. Getting to my feet, It appeared to be a low, square platform, maybe ten feet wide and raised roughly a foot above the otherwise perfect plane. It was at the centre of this platform that the focus of all six statues met, a ceremonial alter I figured at the time, paying it little mind. From here I finally had a view of all six of the gargantuan effigies, slowly spinning around with my torch beam, taking in the distinguishing details of them for the first time, when it immediately struck me just how entirely unique each one was, baring little simila

Alot of great jokes get posted here! However just because you have a joke, doesn't mean it's a dad joke.

THIS IS NOT ABOUT NSFW, THIS IS ABOUT LONG JOKES, BLONDE JOKES, SEXUAL JOKES, KNOCK KNOCK JOKES, POLITICAL JOKES, ETC BEING POSTED IN A DAD JOKE SUB

Try telling these sexual jokes that get posted here, to your kid and see how your spouse likes it.. if that goes well, Try telling one of your friends kid about your sex life being like Coca cola, first it was normal, than light and now zero , and see if the parents are OK with you telling their kid the "dad joke"

I'm not even referencing the NSFW, I'm saying Dad jokes are corny, and sometimes painful, not sexual

So check out r/jokes for all types of jokes

r/unclejokes for dirty jokes

r/3amjokes for real weird and alot of OC

r/cleandadjokes If your really sick of seeing not dad jokes in r/dadjokes

Punchline !

Edit: this is not a post about NSFW , This is about jokes, knock knock jokes, blonde jokes, political jokes etc being posted in a dad joke sub

Edit 2: don't touch the thermostat

Do your worst!

How the hell am I suppose to know when it’s raining in Sweden?

Mathematical puns makes me number

We told her she can lean on us for support. Although, we are going to have to change her driver's license, her height is going down by a foot. I don't want to go too far out on a limb here but it better not be a hack job.

Ants don’t even have the concept fathers, let alone a good dad joke. Keep r/ants out of my r/dadjokes.

But no, seriously. I understand rule 7 is great to have intelligent discussion, but sometimes it feels like 1 in 10 posts here is someone getting upset about the jokes on this sub. Let the mods deal with it, they regulate the sub.

They were cooked in Greece.

I'm surprised it hasn't decade.

He lost May

Now that I listen to albums, I hardly ever leave the house.

Don't you know a good pun is its own reword?

Two muffins are in an oven, one muffin looks at the other and says "is it just me, or is it hot in here?"

Then the other muffin says "AHH, TALKING MUFFIN!!!"

For context I'm a Refuse Driver (Garbage man) & today I was on food waste. After I'd tipped I was checking the wagon for any defects when I spotted a lone pea balanced on the lifts.

I said "hey look, an escaPEA"

No one near me but it didn't half make me laugh for a good hour or so!

Edit: I can't believe how much this has blown up. Thank you everyone I've had a blast reading through the replies 😂

It really does, I swear!

And now I’m cannelloni

Because she wanted to see the task manager.

And boy are my arms legs.

But that’s comparing apples to oranges

Put it on my bill

Heard they've been doing some shady business.

8 weeks out from a broken medial cuneiform (bone in middle of arch). No soft tissue damage, surgery doubtful. I’m dying to get back out there. Surgeon was pretty noncommittal on PT, but my calf has atrophied substantially. If anyone has any tips for returning, or had a remotely similar injury, love to hear about it.

but then I remembered it was ground this morning.

Edit: Thank you guys for the awards, they're much nicer than the cardboard sleeve I've been using and reassures me that my jokes aren't stale

Edit 2: I have already been made aware that Men In Black 3 has told a version of this joke before. If the joke is not new to you, please enjoy any of the single origin puns in the comments

Envoys

I sighed a strange sigh, one of acceptance laced with defeat, everything I thought I knew now overshadowed by an air of doubt, yet moved aside temporarily, leaving a blank slate with little bias in its place. I was open to accept almost anything at this point, having ones world view shattered leaves them in a fragile state. A new sense of open determination settled in my mind, as I turned back to the spacious room and started forward. Hollow and immense, my foot steps on the stone floor echoed throughout, keeping the torch down to avoid any obstacles yet I found none. Looking back up, I immediately stopped dead in my tracks, my feet sliding a few inches on the smooth stone, two giant, looming silhouettes, fifteen to twenty feet tall melded through the veil of darkness ahead of me, slowly stepping back, I flicked the torch up illuminating the source of my fight or flight trigger, only to relax with a weak laugh upon seeing the stone surface and vaguely human forms.

My self-deprecating amusement rapidly formed to a true sense of awe and wonder as I gawked up at these stone goliaths. As I approached I was able to make out the intricate details covering what I realised was the figures’ back, each slightly askew, facing inwards to a point. I held out my hand as I came within reach of left statue, sliding it over the surface I found it covered in a thick layer of dust, but beneath was as smooth as pearl, I shot a look straight up at the figures’ face to confirm that it was indeed of human form, dressed in a flowing garb of sorts. Returning my gaze down I suddenly spied more statues around me.

As I lumbered forward, transfixed on these new figures I suddenly realised, it was a ring, roughly fifty feet in diameter, all focused inward on a central point. I was so distracted I failed to notice a small step, stubbing my toe and almost falling flat on my face but barely catching myself before hitting the ground. Getting to my feet, It appeared to be a low, square platform, maybe ten feet wide and raised roughly a foot above the otherwise perfect plane. It was at the centre of this platform that the focus of all six statues met, a ceremonial alter I figured at the time, paying it little mind. From here I finally had a view of all six of the gargantuan effigies, slowly spinning around with my torch beam, taking in the distinguishing details of them for the first time, when it immediately struck me just how entirely unique each one was, baring little simila

Envoys

I sighed a strange sigh, one of acceptance laced with defeat, everything I thought I knew now overshadowed by an air of doubt, yet moved aside temporarily, leaving a blank slate with little bias in its place. I was open to accept almost anything at this point, having ones world view shattered leaves them in a fragile state. A new sense of open determination settled in my mind, as I turned back to the spacious room and started forward. Hollow and immense, my foot steps on the stone floor echoed throughout, keeping the torch down to avoid any obstacles yet I found none. Looking back up, I immediately stopped dead in my tracks, my feet sliding a few inches on the smooth stone, two giant, looming silhouettes, fifteen to twenty feet tall melded through the veil of darkness ahead of me, slowly stepping back, I flicked the torch up illuminating the source of my fight or flight trigger, only to relax with a weak laugh upon seeing the stone surface and vaguely human forms.

My self-deprecating amusement rapidly formed to a true sense of awe and wonder as I gawked up at these stone goliaths. As I approached I was able to make out the intricate details covering what I realised was the figures’ back, each slightly askew, facing inwards to a point. I held out my hand as I came within reach of left statue, sliding it over the surface I found it covered in a thick layer of dust, but beneath was as smooth as pearl, I shot a look straight up at the figures’ face to confirm that it was indeed of human form, dressed in a flowing garb of sorts. Returning my gaze down I suddenly spied more statues around me.

As I lumbered forward, transfixed on these new figures I suddenly realised, it was a ring, roughly fifty feet in diameter, all focused inward on a central point. I was so distracted I failed to notice a small step, stubbing my toe and almost falling flat on my face but barely catching myself before hitting the ground. Getting to my feet, It appeared to be a low, square platform, maybe ten feet wide and raised roughly a foot above the otherwise perfect plane. It was at the centre of this platform that the focus of all six statues met, a ceremonial alter I figured at the time, paying it little mind. From here I finally had a view of all six of the gargantuan effigies, slowly spinning around with my torch beam, taking in the distinguishing details of them for the first time, when it immediately struck me just how entirely unique each one was, baring little simila

The doctor says it terminal.

Envoys

I sighed a strange sigh, one of acceptance laced with defeat, everything I thought I knew now overshadowed by an air of doubt, yet moved aside temporarily, leaving a blank slate with little bias in its place. I was open to accept almost anything at this point, having ones world view shattered leaves them in a fragile state. A new sense of open determination settled in my mind, as I turned back to the spacious room and started forward. Hollow and immense, my foot steps on the stone floor echoed throughout, keeping the torch down to avoid any obstacles yet I found none. Looking back up, I immediately stopped dead in my tracks, my feet sliding a few inches on the smooth stone, two giant, looming silhouettes, fifteen to twenty feet tall melded through the veil of darkness ahead of me, slowly stepping back, I flicked the torch up illuminating the source of my fight or flight trigger, only to relax with a weak laugh upon seeing the stone surface and vaguely human forms.

My self-deprecating amusement rapidly formed to a true sense of awe and wonder as I gawked up at these stone goliaths. As I approached I was able to make out the intricate details covering what I realised was the figures’ back, each slightly askew, facing inwards to a point. I held out my hand as I came within reach of left statue, sliding it over the surface I found it covered in a thick layer of dust, but beneath was as smooth as pearl, I shot a look straight up at the figures’ face to confirm that it was indeed of human form, dressed in a flowing garb of sorts. Returning my gaze down I suddenly spied more statues around me.

As I lumbered forward, transfixed on these new figures I suddenly realised, it was a ring, roughly fifty feet in diameter, all focused inward on a central point. I was so distracted I failed to notice a small step, stubbing my toe and almost falling flat on my face but barely catching myself before hitting the ground. Getting to my feet, It appeared to be a low, square platform, maybe ten feet wide and raised roughly a foot above the otherwise perfect plane. It was at the centre of this platform that the focus of all six statues met, a ceremonial alter I figured at the time, paying it little mind. From here I finally had a view of all six of the gargantuan effigies, slowly spinning around with my torch beam, taking in the distinguishing details of them for the first time, when it immediately struck me just how entirely unique each one was, baring little simila