Hydrosorb Wound Dressing – my experience…

NB: Discusses suicide immediately below the line, and has ulcer images near the end.

 

Yesterday I had this to say about Hydrosorb:-

I am, I confess, at a loss to know why the dressing – Hydrosorb – was so extremely painful, it’s supposed to be just an inert gel containing 60% water, which removes necrotic tissue. The mechanism by which it does this eludes me. I’ve scoured Google for anyone else having problems and have drawn a blank – which actually shouldn’t be possible. No product is perfect and there will always be a few complaints about anything, even if it’s simple user error. About Hydrosorb there is no criticism at all.

This, then, is my experience as the pain generated by Hydrosorb has been so horrendous I have been beside myself. And still am, to such a degree that last night, afraid to go to bed for fear of causing even more pain, I found myself writing this:-

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My leg is a hell of a mess…

For anyone wanting to see what the new “wonder dressing” has done to my leg ulcer, click on Continue reading… to access the pic

If you don’t – and it’s not pleasant (it hasn’t been enhanced beyond a little lightening as it was too dark) – then don’t click.

I am, I confess, at a loss to know why the dressing – Hydrosorb – was so extremely painful, it’s supposed to be just an inert gel containing 60% water, which removes necrotic tissue. The mechanism by which it does this eludes me. I’ve scoured Google for anyone else having problems and have drawn a blank – which actually shouldn’t be possible. No product is perfect and there will always be a few complaints about anything, even if it’s simple user error. About Hydrosorb there is no criticism at all.

Next week I’m going to ask the nurses to supply me with sterile tweezers, as I think the best way to remove the necrotic tissue is manually, and I’m sure as hell not letting anyone else do that.

And, as the nurses keep turning up without dressings and using my emergency stash, the dressing I’ve just applied is my last one. If I want more, I’ll either have to assemble a large dressing from several smaller ones, or create my own. Either is doable but – and I keep saying this – I shouldn’t bloody well have to!

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Frozen Vegetable Soup…

Well, OK, soup made mostly with frozen ingredients – not actually frozen soup.

I was waffling, the other day, about Sainsbury’s frozen soup and casserole veggies and, since I’ve bought some, this seems like a good day – I’m absolutely wiped out – to put them to the test.

See also this post.

In the freezer I have a 700g bag of Sainsbury’s Finely Chopped Vegetables, frozen beans (I know I have soya beans, might be some pinto beans too**), frozen, cooked, streaky bacon, chopped into shards so it can be tossed straight in, frozen stock – soya bean, so that probably decides the bean choice if I use it. I also have frozen green beans and baby spinach.

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Therapeutic coffee…

My coffee really came into its own today.

This morning, within seconds of getting out of bed, I slipped straight into a bout of pulmonary oedema. Not a bad one, like that which put me in hospital last month, but I’m not sure there’s any such thing as a good one, though bleeding was minimal and my breathing, while impaired, was tolerable. The serious element, though, was that my inhalers did little to improve the situation.

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Chronicles of the Heart – Heart Failure is Real…

NB: Another post under the new rules.

Saturday night I went to bed, going through my usual setup routine. Easing my legs under the bedding support frame, trying hard not to bump my ulcer, then putting my home-made wedge under my right leg, in an attempt, not always successful, to keep pressure off the buggerdly thing in the night, which is no fun at all.

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Foodie thoughts…

Spoonie-Friendly Ingredients…

I need to simplify my life, particularly the amount of time I spend on my feet. My leg ulcer is out of control, bigger at every dressing change, and the pain is monstrous. Which means changing my kitchen habits.

This is also the reason why the cooking videos I promised have failed to materialise – unfortunately the process adds too much to the time I spend standing.

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The Dangers of Coffee Drinking – Allegedly.

Journalists top the coffee-drinking league table despite health risks shrieks the Guardian, going on to get its knickers in a right old twist, panicking about the “health risks” based on research carried out by the South Carolina university. I’ve had a look at it (it’s here), and it’s based on a study of a mere 27 people, meaning that any conclusions reached are statistically worthless.

How much caffeine one gets per cup or mug depends on the style of coffee, on the beans, on the grind, and on the quantity consumed. Assuming the same beans, same size mug/cup – the grind will vary with style – caffeine content varies wildly depending on how long the hot water is in contact with the ground coffee. Espresso is the lowest (highly controlled, ready in seconds), and percolated the highest (no control – depends how long it’s left on the stove), of normal coffee styles. These days, however, most people drink filter coffee, French Press, or espresso (which includes the whole range of espresso-based milky drinks).

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Chronicles of the Heart – Pulmonary Oedema is back…

Second post published under new rules. See here if you missed them.

Had another bout of Pulmonary Oedema overnight (it’s now 05.40), and, unusually, I seem to have slept through the worst of it. Or was unconscious. And I’m sure I don’t need to reiterate this, but this is a heart failure symptom, not COPD.

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