ANOTHER UPDATE ON THE INCREDIBLY SLOW-HEALING WOMAN

It's been well over a week since I last posted an update on Kitty's leg.  Bet you thought she would be all cured by now, huh?

Hah!

I really should have been posting more, but for the past few weeks she has been cranky, recalicitrant, uncooperative, stubborn, refusing to do anything, and just plain defiant.  It's old age, I know, but it's beginning to wear a little bit thin.  What it boils down to is that I am going to have to buy a new computer -- this one is driving me crazy.

Not driving me crazy is my bride.  This has been a particularly rough week for her, though.  The pain in both legs has been acute and her medication has done little to ease it.  (Her right leg has never healed properly from her knee replacement, there being at least three neuromas that we were going to have removed once this last knee replacement was healed.)  On her left leg, the pain in her middle wound (aka Mama Divot) increased, leading her fear that another stitch may have been left indie that had not dissolved.  We started with a new home health agency in an effort to have Kitty's wound-vac replaced on a regular basis.  This, at least, appears to have worked.  She has been able to use the wound-vac continuously for over a week now.  (Yay!)

On Tuesday, it was another trip to the wound center where it was decided to cut open Mama Divot.  The tunneling on this wound had improved slightly, but not enough to satisfy the doctor.  So they Kitty a needle of this shouldn't hurt and opened the wound along the tunneling.  She did not cry or flinch or scream or do anything bad, but when they started slicing she did sorta levitate and her voice rose to that of a mezzo-soprano.  I am very proud of her.  While this was going on I was contemplating to deep meaning of why my loafers had no shoelaces.

A lot of stuff oozed out (I'm told) and the doctor was using what she said was her "melon baller" to help clean the area out.  (The doctor, of course, was lying; she was using a g.d. trowel -- both Kitty and I will attest to this.)

The wound-vac was put back on, and the this shouldn't hurt injection wore off pretty darned quick and we were sent away  for another week.  To be fair, Kitty thinks this might have helped as there  is not as much pressure on the wound now.  Hope so.  We'll see.

The computer is cooperating for the moment as I type this.  Kitty is enjoying a birthday nap while we wait for the visiting nurse to come and change the wound-vac.  The kangaroo is spending the night and is presently crawling all over the place and doing a number on the dog's bowl, one of my shoes, and any electrical cord he cane find.  We missed the big snow storm last night -- actually, we didn't miss it at all!  Hehehehe.  All is right with the world. Until next time.