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TIFU by walking around the pool

I am diabetic and have been for over 20 years. By the time it was diagnosed, I had lost the feeling in my toes and the bottom of my feet. This isn't the fuckup.

My wife recently (a week ago) had a knee replaced and had been depending on me to get around and bring her things. She wanted to go to the pool, as the doctor recommended she get up and walk every hour or so, and she loves going to the pool, even if she couldn't swim.

Near the end of our day out. I walked around the edge of the pool to use the bathroom on the opposite side. The cement was probably a little hot, but I saw plenty of people walking on it and figured it couldn't be too bad.

On the way back, I noticed my steps felt weird. Remember, I have no feeling in the soles of my feet. It just felt like I was stepping on something. When I got back to our seats and started putting on socks and shoes, I noticed some loose skin. Figuring it was a blister that broke open, I got ready and we left.

On the way out is when I saw the partial bloody footprints and started to worry how big the blister was. We made a few stops and I tried to put them out of my head.

Once home, I helped my wife get settled into her seat, put away groceries, then sat down to take off my shoes. My socks were soaked with blood, and there were flaps of skin hanging off both feet.

Turns out I had burned the soles of my feet so badly that the skin had peeled of from behind my toes to almost the middle of my feet. Now, instead of taking care of my wife, I'm sitting with my bandaged feet propped up while our adult sons take time out of their days to stay with and take care of both of us.

The only upside to this is that my feet don't hurt despite being badly burned.

TL;DR: I walked around the length of the pool on hot concrete and burned my numb soles so badly I can't walk or take care of my wife.

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