Toenails , ankles and worried children

Today I got another reminder of the chemotherapy I went through. My toenails are completely blue since I went for a mountain hike on holidayin France.
I walked up a 1700 metre mountain, which made me extremely proud, exhausted and in pain. My toes were killing me.
After I got back down , which took me about an hour longer than the rest of the family, I threw off my shoes, and then I saw it. Blood was seeping from under my toenails, my feet had swollen up and the pressure on the nails, which had never grown back properly after the chemo made them bleed.
Since them every closed shoe I wear hurts.
Today I went to a chiropodist. She took care of my nails but told me this will go on forever, I have a toenail impairment. Oh well, it could be worse, I guess.

Today I took Milo and Angharad, who are both ill, to the doctor. I also showed her my ankles. The chiropodist thinks I have lymphoedema, which mysteriously went from my arm to my feet.I could imagine that, given that in this country there is no such thing as decent after care, which means I never got the manual lymphatic drainage I so badly needed.
But the doctor didn't agree. She is wondering about a kidney disease, heart failure could be another reason, but I wouldn't have climbed 1700m with heart failure.
So I have to be tested for kidney troubles.
Milo, who is 12 now, was with me and heard it all. He is now worried sick and constantly checking me out. The cancer story has never abandoned him. He still gets worried, even if I cough. All I can do is try and put his mind at ease, and tell doctors to watch what they say when my kids are around.
I'm sure it will all end up being nothing more than bad circulation or something.
But in the mean time, Milo has another reason to lose sleep at night.