I Hate Fridays!

As much as I love my doctor, I am beginning to hate my appointments on Friday at the Wound Center.  Not so much for the slight discomfort that his ministrations cause me (and pain!  Let's not forget the pain...) but because of some of the people that I meet while I am waiting.  It's THEIR pain and suffering that gets to me.

Today (yesterday...Friday) there was one man that had a bandage on his lower leg that went from heel to knee.  He was in a lot of pain and took a pain pill while he was waiting.  His son was with him and told me that his father had been *fighting* the problem (I didn't ask for details, sorry!) for six months and was just coming to the Wound Center finally.  When the gentleman stood up and turned slightly, I almost fainted because of the seepage at the back of the bandage and at his heel.  It looked just awful.

I found out that the doctor had sent him directly to the hospital and he was scheduled for surgery this afternoon (Friday afternoon).  That meant the doctor would leave the Wound Center and head right for the hospital to perform two surgeries on patients he had seen that day.  The nurses told me about there being two patients, the first one I didn't see since that one had been there earlier.

But it was scary to see the amputees that were there for treatment.  Not all were diabetics, either.  One gentleman told me he had lost his foot in an auto accident and was waiting for the wound to heal so he could get his prosthesis.  It made me feel like I was such a wimp to be there for what was actually a bad blood blister that was MY fault for walking around outside barefoot.  I see all kinds of people each week that are so much worse off than I am that it makes me feel grateful that I didn't even hesitate to go to the Wound Center when that blood blister broke and there was a deep wound underneath.  It may be minor in comparison (and I don't go into what MY problem is mainly because no one asks for details...thank goodness).  They see the special shoe I must wear to keep that toe off the ground and some of them have worn one like it themselves.  I guess they feel like they know what the problem is just for that reason.

But I do hate to see people that are suffering from some awful injuries.  Some are in constant pain, although most try to hide it.  Some are whiners.  One woman sat and quietly cried the whole time she was waiting.  Everyone around her didn't know whether to comfort her or slap her silly.  Her poor husband just rolled his eyes a couple times.  It's funny to realize how differently people handle pain.  Me?  If the pain gets too bad, I pop a pain pill and go to sleep for a while.  I don't cry, I don't whimper, I try not to even let anyone know I AM in pain.  Mostly because I have no one to blame but myself for my injury.  That'll learn me, durn me!  LOL!

The Princess gave me some really cute and comfortable bootie type slippers and I do NOT go barefoot even in my own house.  The booties have a nonslip, flexible bottom on them so they really ARE comfortable and safe, too.  I really like them.  AND.....they are in my favorite color...purple!  LOL!  Chewlee constantly tells me that's my favorite color even though I don't own much that is that color.  But I DO like it.  Besides, it's a ROYAL color and I am queen of my domain.  No place else but at least I have my own domain.

It's only 44 outside but the Beast will be getting up soon to go to his big meeting in Birmingham for his church this weekend.  I made him up a lunch to take with him so he doesn't have to stand in line to buy his.  He'll have potato salad, two sandwiches, an orange I cut up for him, a thermos of milk, a thermos of coffee (that's really for his trip there and home) and some cookies for a snack since he's bringing milk along with him.  He'll be gone all day (Hurrah!!) but at least he's not driving alone.  He's bringing along an older gentleman from his church with him both days.  It's only an hour and a half drive there which is a snap.  I just hope the rain holds off until he's home or almost home.  Bad enough they are saying we will have around 2 inches of rain on Sunday...yuk!

Love you all.  Stay warm and dry.  Spring isn't far away now.  ***Hugs***