I've been taking it easy the last couple of days, trying to let some air get on my feet. The total blister count ended at 10, 2 of those being blood blisters that have worked their way underneath my toe nails, paints a pretty picture, huh? My heels also look like raw hamburger.
The recovery involves about a gallon of hydrogen peroxide, bacitracin cream, and flip flops. Funny thing is, flip flops aren't authorized civilian attire in the Marine Corps (yes, the Marines try to tell me what to wear when I'm not at work). This means that when I want to go eat at the chow hall, I have to put on shoes, and tear up all the progress that I've made all day. I then come back to my room, remove my shoes and now bloody socks, and start back at square one.
Luckily I've been able to go out in town and get some blister supplies, so now when I report back in to work, I can use something other than duct tape on my feet, although the duct tape actually worked pretty well.