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I had a really bad infection all summer on the heels of my feet and this one spot halfway up the outside and on the bottom of my left foot. I tried Neosporin, Gold Bond Cracked Heel stuff, Monistat, and every other cream I could find. It started out as cracked dry heels, then turned into a disgusting infected nightmare.
While searching through some old stuff from storage, I found my handy dandy tube of aloe and used it on my feet.
They are healing now. I got pink new skin, but the old dead skin is still coming off. It itches so bad. I gotta leave it alone and let the aloe work its wonders though.
It started out as 1 aloe plant from Lowe's in 1992. That aloe plant grew into a mammoth huge aloe plant, then made 11 babies through they years. It got big enough that I ended up having to build a homemade hand truck to cart it outside in the spring/summer, then back inside in the fall.
It (they) lived and flourished for about 10 years, then Yogi and Domino happened. They played in my little Aloe garden like it was their own personal jungle on that table where I kept them in the fall and winter. They killed quite a few of them, but I still had big momma and 3 of the babies that lived the next spring. Then, when fall came, I didn't realize it was going to get below 55 degrees one night and the rest got too cold and started dying. Nothing I did would save them at that point.
I salvaged the aloe juices the best I could and preserved them. I am now almost out of the healing balm from that great plant I nourished into 12 huge aloe plants in half barrels over a 10 year period.
It's amazing how that worked out, though, if you think about it. I took care of it all its life and now, it is taking care of an infection I did not think I would ever be able to heal.
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