Update on "The Leg"

So the day after I wrote that last post, something happend.

I awoke to a wet bed.

I seriously thought I had an accident and wet my bed.....but then I realized that it was my leg that was "leaking".

It had been a week since my stitches had come out and I still had surgical tape on them. It had leaked a little since stitches had come out, but nothing like this. My sheet and pillow that my leg sat on, were so wet that I freaked out.

That day we went back in to see the surgeon and he bandaged it up, put me on antibiotics again and had me come and see him a few days later to see what was going on.

The next visit, the seeping hadn't stopped and so he put me on another antibiotic and wanted me to see an "Infection Specialist".

A.......WHAT DID YOU SAY?

So since then I went to go see the specialist, which freaked me out, cause when I got to his office, under his name on his business card read,

"Infectious Diseases"

But the doctor was super nice and Dan and I both really liked him. However, what he did to me violates all that is sweet and holy.

Pretty much there's a hole in my leg and he wanted to "impact" it to draw all of the icky stuff out, that wasn't coming out by itself.

IMPACT? Impact what?

Oh.....you mean stick a bunch of gauze inside my leg incision....where there's a hole....and you want me to still keep my lunch down? Oh gee......okay.....oh no wait......you want my hubby with the incredibly weak stomach to do it......yeah....sure.....no problem.

Okay even writing about it is seriously making me wanna lose my lunch and it's causing my leg to throb. This is all I will say about this. Maybe I'll let Dan write about it. I'll post more pictures later.

Until then, I'm still suffering at home.......seriously....I feel your pitty.....no really.....I do.