No More ERs for ER

I am cleared of wound checks at the ER! WOOO! One of the doctors yesterday said that I've spent much more time in the ER this week than I should have. I agree!  They took out my packing, had a couple of doctors look at it, and sent me on my way with instruction to soak my feet in warm water with epsom salt twice a day. I think that is the best medical instructions I have ever received. Today I am in more pain than yesterday--I went to work today, so I am on my feet a lot--and I am still bleeding a good deal, but they said that was normal. Yesterday, I literally had a hole in my foot--today it is closing up. I hope it will only be a memory in the next week.

Funny story--the doctor in charge of the wound division yesterday was this older, old-school, big brash man. Kind of like a Brian Dennehy type.  When I pointed out that I thought I had a piece of string from the gauze inside my wound, he says, "What, this? This is skin." and with his bare, ungloved hands, he pinched the deflated blister skin on the wound, ripped it off, and threw it on the floor.

HE RIPPED IT OFF AND THREW IT ON THE FLOOR.

Now, it didn't hurt, but it was shocking. And no, it wasn't what I was referring to.  He exited to get some tweezers, and I looked at Kate (who was awesome and kept me company) and mouthed "Did he just throw that on the floor?" And yes, he had--my skin was on the floor. When I was all bandaged up and discharged, I couldn't just leave it there, so I picked it up and threw it away. What a way to end the week.

Thank you all for your concern, and for all the emails, texts and comments. I am lucky to have such an amazing support system!