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Update from here
Jan. 23rd, 2013 08:19 pmI am acutely aware that I haven't really posted anything except police logs (as funny as they are) for the past few months. So, here's the update.
My feet are still troubling me. On New Year's Eve I had only a very small ulcer on my right foot. The head podiatrist at the Foot Clinic said that she wanted to put it in a cast, so that the small ulcer would heal in time for my trip to Australia and New Zealand in March/April this year. So I agreed.
A week and a half later, I was going to visit Tate Britain, so I got on the bus. Upon alighting, I began to walk toward the museum when I noticed a tan-coloured foam coming out of the front of the cast. I immediately took a cab to Kings College Hospital. They cut off the cast and discovered that it had eaten an ulcer into my big toe. The good news was that the ulcer on the bottom was a bit better, but everything else was pretty torn up. It had eroded my toenail and was quite messy. However, it had not gone down to the bone. So they prescribed an intramuscular injection of antibiotic and sent me home after five hours in the clinic. I was truly despondent.
As before, I took responsibility for my own intramuscular injections. I am through with waiting for the nurse to arrive and give me an injection, all of which takes around 5 minutes but for which I am chained to the house for hours. I had to sign a waiver, but that's OK.
When I went back last Thursday they said it looked much better. However, the antibiotic I was given hadn't been the right one for the bug they found in the wound. So I got yet another antibiotic (ertapenem) which, thank goodness, is now able to be administered intramuscularly. Previously it had to be administered by an IV, which would have meant another PICC line. So I'm still giving myself the injection every morning, into the top of my thigh, and it seems to be working. I have not cancelled my trip, and I don't think I will unless things get worse and I'm advised to by the doctors and podiatrists. February will be the month in which I sketch out my trip and the things I want to do.
HWMBO is now in Singapore to visit his family and friends. His mother is still declining slowly, and he needs to go to see her as often as possible. He took Qatar Airways as it was the cheapest, with a connection in Doha. He left on Monday evening, made his flight easily at Heathrow and, despite the weather, it took off. Unfortunately, the connection was so tight that he missed it in Doha, thus having to layover one night in a hotel. Instead of arriving in Singapore on Tuesday, he arrived on Wednesday. So he's now adjusting to the heat.
Every once in a while something strikes me as worth blogging about, but I often don't get around to it. This is a shame, but it often ends up on Facebook. I don't know what this will mean for me, but I guess I ought to just sit down and blog when something interesting strikes me.
My feet are still troubling me. On New Year's Eve I had only a very small ulcer on my right foot. The head podiatrist at the Foot Clinic said that she wanted to put it in a cast, so that the small ulcer would heal in time for my trip to Australia and New Zealand in March/April this year. So I agreed.
A week and a half later, I was going to visit Tate Britain, so I got on the bus. Upon alighting, I began to walk toward the museum when I noticed a tan-coloured foam coming out of the front of the cast. I immediately took a cab to Kings College Hospital. They cut off the cast and discovered that it had eaten an ulcer into my big toe. The good news was that the ulcer on the bottom was a bit better, but everything else was pretty torn up. It had eroded my toenail and was quite messy. However, it had not gone down to the bone. So they prescribed an intramuscular injection of antibiotic and sent me home after five hours in the clinic. I was truly despondent.
As before, I took responsibility for my own intramuscular injections. I am through with waiting for the nurse to arrive and give me an injection, all of which takes around 5 minutes but for which I am chained to the house for hours. I had to sign a waiver, but that's OK.
When I went back last Thursday they said it looked much better. However, the antibiotic I was given hadn't been the right one for the bug they found in the wound. So I got yet another antibiotic (ertapenem) which, thank goodness, is now able to be administered intramuscularly. Previously it had to be administered by an IV, which would have meant another PICC line. So I'm still giving myself the injection every morning, into the top of my thigh, and it seems to be working. I have not cancelled my trip, and I don't think I will unless things get worse and I'm advised to by the doctors and podiatrists. February will be the month in which I sketch out my trip and the things I want to do.
HWMBO is now in Singapore to visit his family and friends. His mother is still declining slowly, and he needs to go to see her as often as possible. He took Qatar Airways as it was the cheapest, with a connection in Doha. He left on Monday evening, made his flight easily at Heathrow and, despite the weather, it took off. Unfortunately, the connection was so tight that he missed it in Doha, thus having to layover one night in a hotel. Instead of arriving in Singapore on Tuesday, he arrived on Wednesday. So he's now adjusting to the heat.
Every once in a while something strikes me as worth blogging about, but I often don't get around to it. This is a shame, but it often ends up on Facebook. I don't know what this will mean for me, but I guess I ought to just sit down and blog when something interesting strikes me.
