I had been taking the prescriptions for about 12 days by the time I got to the wound clinic. My daughter Laura drove me over because of the awful high pain I felt when emergency room etc. tried to clean out the putrid white stuff in the bottom of Vesuvius..
I cried for 15 minutes afterwards and had to throw up, my stomach really took it on the chin. In my mind, this pain was about as bad as childbirth in the last couple hours of labor before water broke etc. It hurt like crazy!
Only thing was, after the poking stopped, the pain got better in 15 minutes or so.
There are half a dozen RN, LPN etc nurses at the wound clinic. Also students from the University 0f Utah would be there for a few months as an OJT experience with real time wound care.
These nurses aides would take the vitals, get out the needed supplies, remove the bandage and take out the wick. This wick process started from the very beginning with Dr. Rhoades. Also he used the Iodosorb or iodine ointment on the wick.
The first photo taken in the wound clinic was dated June 18, 2007.
I told the nurses that Dr Argyle said I would not make it to my 65th birthday had I not gone in for the emergency room care.
I teased the nurses at wound clinic, I was 65 because of their great care and treatment. That first month was an extremely painful time for me. Unless they used the numbing gel, I could not stand to let them touch the inside of Vesuvius.
Every other visit, they took a little round scalpel and trimmed the callous off from ar0und the hole. They did not think I had any feeling in there- but I did. While Vesuvius ate away flesh and nerves, the bared nerve endings still sent hellish pain up my right leg, across the groin area and down in to the left leg.
I would tell them I was having ’sympathetic nerve pain’ and I know this is true. I just do not know the medical name for it. Just like I knew that poking made me want to throw up. I had to make sure I ate something before treatment.
One time it took an hour and I had eaten was too small a snack. I still ended up loosing ??? dry heaves ?? on the lawn as I left the hospital.
I went to the wound clinic twice a week for a few weeks, until I was fired off my job. I was told that I was a liability with that hole and the surgical shoe. If the toilet over flowed in the bathroom, an open toe shoe would take the fecal matter thru the shoe and sock, and soak the bandage, and could give a really bad infectin.
This was not the excuse on paper. I was incompetent on paper. So much hydracodone was making me have brain issues. A cranial tumor did not make matters any better! Neither did a colonic tumor!
Loosing insurance meant no help with the cancers or the diabetic ulcer. Now the medical bills are so awfully high that I am panicy where money will come to pay them.
Next part is the home care which my brother James gave every 2 days when I was not in the wound clinic.
Tags: diabetic ulcer, brain tumor, colon tumor, wound clinic
