Home Sweet Home

I couldn’t sleep too well last night in anticipation,or should I say,dread, of today’s office visit with the orthopedic doctor.That doesn’t really speak too well of him, as he is a good guy and I am comfortable with him.

I awoke around 2:30am, after falling asleep around 12, and when I woke up, well, that was it.I knew I had packed a bag with hospital essentials and dreaded the fact that I might have to use it

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When I got back to the exam room, he came in and greeted me and looked at my knee.The big question, although he could see where the knee was lightening up, was if the antibiotic would be enough for one more round of it.He had prescribed one 750mg pill every day for two weeks.He really had a twinge of concern in his voice, and said he wanted me to go see an infectious disease specialist to see if I needed something stronger.When he said that, my heart sank.I really, really did not want to get admitted, although the logical part of my brain and my past experience knew that it was probably likely.Once he announced that the infectious doctor used a lot of IV antibiotics, well, it was if a cinder block settled in my gut.

Fortunately, the new doctor’s office was not that far away, but I was so worked up that even my blood pressure was working its’ way to run off the roof. Fortunately, the doctor was a nice guy and after all was said and done, I was able to come home with Jim and my “nurses”, deeply appreciative that I would be putting my head on MY pillow tonight.In the grand scheme of things,I was content.
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Here are my nurses, both above and below.

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So a big thank you to all who have read my posts on the cellulitis I am going through, and thank you for your prayers, beads worked, and good wishes sent my way.Trust me, they are deeply appreciated.I go back to the infectious disease doctor a week from today, so please keep them coming!

Putting It Out There

Today, I touched base with my orthopedic doctor and updated him with what’s going on with my leg.

Sitting my desk while I was on my phone,I saw my calendar and realized I’ve been laid up with this for almost three weeks.

Three weeks,two antibiotics…

The doctor told me he wanted me to come in tomorrow so he can actually see what is going on.I realized that I am going to get some peace of mind.Either I am going to have to get admitted and get some stronger antibiotics or I am going to another course of my current antibiotics.After all my cancers and other illnesses,I have always appreciated being healthy.Being over 55,I realize that you have to savor what you have and come back stronger to keep it.I have been laid low for a reason, and, in the end,I know the result is I’ll be back stronger than ever.I am trying to rest and get better,and at the same time,recharge my batteries.Granted there are times the girls and I look at each other, and I know they miss the norm I have established with them, especially since we have been down here full time.I know the first time that we get all out back walking together,it’ll be like we never stopped.
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The bay will still be there.Things will be the same.In order to go on,though,there’s one important thing.

“I’ve got to get better.”

We all can’t wait!
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