Tweeps: In the event that I do pop my clogs at some point this year (sorry, but it’s possible, there’s just too much wrong – I was surprised to make it out of last year alive) , I’ve made arrangements, via a friend, to see that you’re notified as soon as possible.
Right now, though, I’m doing pretty well (very well, compared to even last week!), and hopefully if I don’t overdo things, it’ll last a while, to which end everything is crossed except for wires.
My leg is getting worse, though** (the nurse had to manually clean the suppuration yesterday, which really is excruciatingly painful), and for the last few days I’ve been back on Oramorph, so I told her that I want the dressings prescribed/recommended by the hospital, and not the ones they prefer, which aren’t working (see. I’m told there won’t be a problem with that. Yeah, right!
**See pics below.
I’m so overwhelmed with confidence I’ve ordered a pack at my own expense (£30 for 5, enough for 2 weeks, delivered) – should be here tomorrow. That’ll give me some leeway to deal with the inevitable argument. Or they might surprise me.
This was taken on December 16, when I was using Aquacel Ag, a silver-impregnated dressing recommended and, I’m told, prescribed, by the hospital. You can clearly see how pink and dry they are, and on the middle one, around the edges, you can clearly the granulation of healing taking place. At this point I was in little or no pain. With the return of the nurses a week ago, pain returned. Today, with me taking charge again yesterday, no pain and no Oramorph. What’s different? I’m more careful for a start, but critically, I think, I also use an antibacterial wash called Octenisan. The nurses turn their noses up at it. One of us is doing it right. Guess who.
This was taken yesterday, after about 10 days of using Atrauman Ag, also a silver-impregnated dressing but preferred by the nurses and which has never done me any good. The important things here are the depth of the two largest holes, now well on their way to becoming ulcers, and the facts that they are now wet and suppurating, not clean, dry, and granulating, of which there is now no sign at all. They are also bigger, but the fact that the two pics are not identical in scale makes that hard to discern, so you’ll have to trust me on that one.
The yellow scaliness has gone because my leg and foot have been washed with Octenisan, debrided, and slathered with emollient cream (except for the lesions, they just got Octenisan). The first pic was unwashed but, even so, the scaliness is now vastly reduced (most of it wound up in the carpet, which is why I bought my Dyson). In fact, the Dyson might well be responsible for the sudden upturn in my health, as I am highly allergic to my own dead skin. Go figure…
Under my care, as advised by the hospital, I was healing. Now I am not, I’m getting worse.
This is why – while there is still some chance of recovery, because if Atrauman is continued, there won’t be – I need to revert to Aquacel without delay, which is why I have ordered my own.
And for those of you who just can’t understand why I am so pissed off with the nurses, this is a graphic example.