Well, the good news is that the *hole* in my toe has reduced itself by more than half in this past week. Guess the football bandage helped in that department along with the new topical treatment the doctor used. He also finally cut back the callus on that same toe. I don't know why but I have always had heavy calluses on my toes. Now that I have just the one toe, it seems to be a heavier callus than is even normal for me.
Now the bad news....the sore that wouldn't heal that the doctor biopsied is, indeed, a skin cancer. It came back as a basal cell carcinoma that he is going to remove next week when his nurse can get an operating room for us. He is doing it there, when the pathologist will be at the hospital, so that what he excises can be checked to make sure he's gotten all of it cleanly removed. That means there has to be at least a cell layer free of any of it. They usually go a bit deeper than that since it's so hard to *see* a cell layer without a microscope and he won't be using one. He warned me that it will probably be bigger than I expect (or hope) and that there is the possibility that the stitches may pull apart unless I am very careful. So, I will be very careful. I hate those large, ugly scars from that kind of wound. I've seen them on others.
My dear friend, Carol, wrote Chewlee a nice, personal note. It's so cute and is on a card with hummingbirds on it. She told Chewlee that she understood her mommy was going to have a baby brother and wasn't it lucky that he would have such a loving older sister that could help her mommy out. She also told her to watch the mail for a surprise for her. Chewlee told me she wished she would get it at HER house and, when I told her that was MY fault because I didn't know the numbers for her address, only the street, she told me she would ask her mother and write it down for me because she didn't know it by heart.
When I get it, I will give it to Carol so she can send it directly to her. That will thrill her all to pieces. I know what the surprise is but haven't told her that I do. Carol is going to adopt Chewlee as her own granddaughter because she never had any little girls, not even granddaughters, of her own. Neither of her sons have any children and, at their age now, they never will. Carol is 10 years older than I am so I hope it really does make her happy to *adopt* Chewlee like she was hers. She is an overweight, brittle diabetic with severe knee problems. She also has a slight heart problem so the doctors won't replace her knees even if she signs a paper resolving them of any responsibility. She can't walk for more than a few steps so she is in a wheelchair now. She still is one of the sweetest people I have never met. She and I met online. She lives in the San Francisco
area. We will probably never meet in person but I have shared pictures of Chewlee and I talk about her all the time so she feels like she knows her.
We have swapped addresses and she is the one that sent me flowers when I was in the hospital a couple months back. I am just glad I met her, regardless of the circumstances. Really nice people are few and far between.
Our weather is now pretty much back to our regular winter weather. In the 50's during the day and dropping down to freezing at night. The Beast was working on our big generator today and is paying the price for his stance while doing it. It was mostly squatting down and hunched over. I have been swathing him in Icy Hot on his neck and upper right back tonight to try to make him comfortable. He's attempting to sleep with the heating pad on low. Poor guy is just miserable. I feel bad for him.
Tomorrow is supposed to be overcast and cooler than today and that is why they are saying we may get some sleet. We had one heck of a storm last night. Sounded a lot worse than it actually was...not much rain at all. But the thunder and lightning was cool. It didn't last long, however, so there wasn't really any danger to us in it. No tornadoes, which is a big concern when you have such weird weather with a day as warm as it was yesterday. Strange days, folks, strange days.
Love you all. Have a great weekend! ***Hugs***
It really IS always something. :(
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