After driving almost 1600 miles to arrive at my destination in South Dakota and no it is not Wakanda which Bear Claw insists. I have been here since Saturday afternoon and checked into an RV park while my apartment was finishing with some repairs and I was slowly taking loads over during the day. I suffer from venous reflux in my legs but not my feet. About three weeks ago a small blister pop it’s head up and the nursing and medical staff and of course me was thinking “Tailor’s bunion or or a bone spur on the distal 5th metatarsal” by the joint on the which skilled podiatry appropriate care would suffice. Naay, during the trip my right foot was buried to the floor, due to me hauling two trailers up and over 8 passes going East from 6000 to 8000 feet and roller coaster I 80 through Eastern Utah, Wyoming, Nebraska and of Course South Dakota as my older cruise control would not hold the speed when it dropped below 10 mph below set point.
So, the wound had opened up considerably about 2 inches long and at least a quarter inch wide with bone showing quite proudly with the added parting gift, Osteomyelitis… and it was present in goobous amounts. The doc wanted me to admitted today and while I agreed with him I had to get my trailers over to the parking lot at the apartment, arrange for the manager to feed my cat, Nora and get my bed put together and my recliner put back in one piece as I will not be dancing much with my small toe gone and a surgical wounds. I go in on Monday and will be there until Friday with no computer
I was wondering if when I am cremated I will get a lower cost as I have no tonsils, no gall bladder, no right kidney and now, no right small toe… Something to ask a an funeral director…
If it weren’t for bad luck……..reminds me of an old joke about a lost dog with only three legs, blind in one eye, broken tail, missing an ear, recently castrated and afflicted with raging case of both mange and diarrhea.
Answers to the name of “Lucky.”
Well, crap! You keep a sharp eye on that foot. Hubby damn near lost a foot over a wound like that. It took over a year for the foot to completely close up because it had to be left open for drainage and packing the cavern that was once the top of his foot and toe. Praying for you.
Damn. Gotta give you a lot of props for pushing on through. I found a nice photo of a diabetic foot ulcer at the Wikipedia page for osteomyelitis. Pretty nasty, but I’m sure your injury is worse – no bone showing in that photo. Is “goobous” a medical term?
S. Dakota, eh? Well, not a place I’d choose to live. Hope it works out well for you. Yeah, I hate winter.
Enough about you Cederq, how did Nora fare on the long trip?
Prayers and best wishes
Did well when I put her back in the travel trailer, actually cooler because I didn’t use my A/C as I was already pulling some weight and my gas mileage was down around 7 to 8 mpg…
Touché Sandy.
Good thoughts, C, and don’t concern with the blog. Phil is already a grump, so because he has to post stuff for a few days, we understand. You get better.
Chuckling, Phil, all in friendship.
I wish old Johno was still around. His comments on the subject would be amusing.
Get better soon.
Theys some tuff sumbitches round these parts. You go and get yourself kilt I will kick your ass.
Slow down dammit.🙏🙏🙏🙏
Take care. I’ve been down a very similar road. I didn’t lose the toe, but I lost the metacarpal to the little toe. Spent six months using a walker in order to keep any weight off of the foot.
You are going to get frustrated, but behave yourself and do what you are supposed to do. You’ll make it through if you do. If you don’t behave, you could easily lose the foot.
Prayers for you, Cederq! I’m finding retirement is really just time spent healing from something…. Which I was doing while working, I just stayed so busy that I didn’t dwell on it…!
Take care of yourself, Cederq. Nora needs you to be able to make it to the can opener.
Hold on Lucy, don’t let go.
If you cling too tightly, you’re gonna lose a toe…
—The Toe Cutter from Mad Max (probably)
Dayaaamn! Hang in there, follow doctors orders for foot care.
WHY did you move to So. Dakota?
Good luck.
Commie Oregon, enough said?
Geez C. if it wasn’t for bad luck you wouldn’t have any. Wishing you and praying for a speedy recovery.
Praying for a quick and uneventful recovery.
If that was my toe, I’d call it brain damage…
Please tell your toes to quit waving at me…
SOOO, what’s happening with your toe. I know you don’t go in until Monday, but is it festering up or anything?
Do you have pictures?
Did you check about the discount at the crematorium?
Not much, I had a dressing change today and it looked better from my perspective, but it is on the side of my R foot and couldn’t see directly. I had an I am sure an 70 year old Nurse Ratchet that is the doc’s nurse and wasn’t saying much and I quote. ” For the doctor to describe.” I am sure she has 20 years more experience than me and wasn’t one least bit interested in my nurse background and was not impressed I outranked her. I was a dumb, fat, redneck South Dakotaian.
Is it true about men with big feet?
Yes, it’s true, it’s hard to find shoes…