the humble act of giving
Mar. 27th, 2026 04:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
somedayseattleI went to the hospital early today to get my bandages changed. I spend more time at the hospital than anywhere else in my social life. Of course, dropping in three days a week is remarkably better than spending nine months there. Dr. Smarty Pants said things are looking a lot better. All of the black dead skin is gone and has been replaced by red flesh. She said that is a great sign but we are not 100% out of the woods. She gave me permission to start showering at home again. Also I can start changing both bandages at home.
But she was also quick to point out any infection moving forward would probably destroy my foot. Or if my diabetes is out of control, the foot may not be able to heal itself. If either of those cases occur, adios toe.
So basically at status quo, but a touch more hopeful. It’s frightening to think a small infection could send this all to hell but I guess it will play out however it’s supposed to considering how Da Universe has been kicking me in the marbles when I’m down. Nice work, Uni.
Remember to email me or hit me up by DM if you’d like to see gory photos of the process. I wouldn’t if I were you.
But she was also quick to point out any infection moving forward would probably destroy my foot. Or if my diabetes is out of control, the foot may not be able to heal itself. If either of those cases occur, adios toe.
So basically at status quo, but a touch more hopeful. It’s frightening to think a small infection could send this all to hell but I guess it will play out however it’s supposed to considering how Da Universe has been kicking me in the marbles when I’m down. Nice work, Uni.
Remember to email me or hit me up by DM if you’d like to see gory photos of the process. I wouldn’t if I were you.