Bart’s orthopaedic shoes
my orthopaedic shoes
I wore braces on my legs as a toddler. I graduated to orthopaedic shoes as a girl. ‘Wanna hear about my six foot surgeries? The first was when I was nine years old!’
-are the new readers gone yet?
A little over a year ago, I got prescription orthotics for trainers.
Serious Orthotics ‘always’ squeak and I mean loudly. When I first got them, I asked. ‘You’ll get used to it.’
I’ve worn them over a year and coworkers mock every.freaking.day. I hate it, too, but there’s nothing like getting constant shit as a grownup for your gimp anatomy.
Yesterday, I googled, ‘make orthotics stop squeaking.’
Baby powder. Done. *
You take out the normal insert, pull out the hard plastic orthotic, dump a bunch of baby powder (I was afraid that I was using too much but they said use a lot), replace the orthotic, put in MORE baby powder, then replace the normal insert.
I mean, this wasn’t a tiny squeak. This was haunted house door hinge creaking squeaking–silenced. It’s like winning a thousand bucks!
Or like an early birthday present! -you can buy me something now and have plenty of time to get it in time for my birthday. I see no reason to not be this obvious.
* They said you will have to repeat the process but with baby powder? YEAH, I can do this!