Without A Leg to Stand On (Ha Ha)
Well, nobody's going to make a lamp that looks like my leg. Thassfershure. It is way too ugly!
I saw the school nurse last week on the day of the accident, and she dressed the main injury and recommended a treatment plan. Which I followed. I wrote earlier of my struggles with trying to get a decent scab to form because both injuries are over bendy places. I alternated putting healing cream and a dressing with exposure to the air. I spent the better part of the weekend in the recliner with the bloomin' thing exposed to the air. I rested. I did what I should have done. For once.
But this morning it was no better. In fact, the area to the northwest of the main injury had become red, puffy, and kind of hard. Strange. So I went back to see the school nurse today. She said that it has become infected and the hard red area is where the body is trying to contain the infection. She prescribed no more air exposure for now but to clean it and apply antibiotic ointment and a clean pad twice a day. I'm to see her again on Wednesday. She told me what to watch out for, i.e., streaks of red radiating from the wound would indicate the infection had spread into the blood. If that happens, I need to see the doctor. And get oral antibiotics. And godknowswhatelse. She spoke direly of cellulitis as a possible consequence. I promised to be a good patient.
So now I'm going to go clean both wounds and apply the antibiotic gunk and put fresh dressings on and get in bed with my book.
No quilty content once again. It's killin' me.
xx
I saw the school nurse last week on the day of the accident, and she dressed the main injury and recommended a treatment plan. Which I followed. I wrote earlier of my struggles with trying to get a decent scab to form because both injuries are over bendy places. I alternated putting healing cream and a dressing with exposure to the air. I spent the better part of the weekend in the recliner with the bloomin' thing exposed to the air. I rested. I did what I should have done. For once.
But this morning it was no better. In fact, the area to the northwest of the main injury had become red, puffy, and kind of hard. Strange. So I went back to see the school nurse today. She said that it has become infected and the hard red area is where the body is trying to contain the infection. She prescribed no more air exposure for now but to clean it and apply antibiotic ointment and a clean pad twice a day. I'm to see her again on Wednesday. She told me what to watch out for, i.e., streaks of red radiating from the wound would indicate the infection had spread into the blood. If that happens, I need to see the doctor. And get oral antibiotics. And godknowswhatelse. She spoke direly of cellulitis as a possible consequence. I promised to be a good patient.
So now I'm going to go clean both wounds and apply the antibiotic gunk and put fresh dressings on and get in bed with my book.
No quilty content once again. It's killin' me.
xx
Comments
I am so sorry to hear of your injury- I do hope that you soon are feeling better. I am so glad to hear that the school nurse is helping you take care of it. Do watch out for the infection spreading- I have a good friend who had cellulitis and she had quite a time with it.
Sending you some good healing wishes,
Warmest regards,
Anna
Keep them all gooped up, you'll have less scaring.
Take care, enjoy your reading.
...funny how we're all Drs. I even like to tell my own Dr. what I think she should do. Very pushy broad am I. Kinda like L. Trotter.
PLEASE take care of yourself, Ms. Nancy. You have a huge circle of friends that really care about you and hate to see you hurtin', much less not quiltin'.
Hugs to you!
cindy
Please, please, listen to what the others are saying (I wouldn't dare try to tell you what to do!) it sounds like good advice to me.
I'm even more sorry for your inner hurt, but I'm hugely thankful that you felt able to post about it. Because people I know don't generally talk about that kind of thing, when I have been hurt in the way you were, I have felt that I'm over-reacting or being childish or too sensitive. It comes as a great relief to "hear" someone I respect greatly say "this stuff happens, and it hurts".
I hope you are able to focus on the love of your family and friends, and let go of the sadness this incident caused you.
WV is flues - fed up over a winter illness.