Well, the people have spoken. 66% of you voted that you would enjoy seeing a current picture of my wound. It looks good, huh??? Lucky for the 8% of you who voted that my wound pictures gross you out—this picture isn’t too bad compared to the first ones (feel free to scroll down to look at some of the earlier pictures if you don’t believe me!). I still have that pesky little hole (see it below the wound?) where fluid drains out. The hole should close up eventually.
When Dr. Carbonell saw my wound yesterday, he was more convinced than ever that I need to get the wound covered with dermagraft (a skin substitute made from human newborn foreskin). Hopefully the insurance company will approve it soon.
It is interesting that the focus so far has been on keeping the infection at bay and taking care of my open wound. We really have not talked at all about the bone itself. When I mentioned it yesterday, Dr. Carbonell kind of smiled—like—we are not ready to go there yet. The nurse even said that my body is producing the fluid in the ankle area (that is sucked out by the VAC) because it is trying to fill in the areas that would normally be filled with bone. That one was new to me. Made me think that I should go out to the front yard and look for those pieces of bone that got left behind.
I can see that once the external fixator is taken off and x-rays are taken, a whole new chapter to this story is going to begin.
I feel encouraged that I seem more human-like lately. When I am not sleeping (I sleep about 15 hours a day), I feel like myself—a non-mobile version of myself—but still myself. That is good.
My friend, Natalie, drove me to my appointments yesterday and managed to meet someone she knew at each office. She even ran into a close relative at my wound care center. My foot is bringing people together. Who knew?
Love to you all!
Anne (and my foot)
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