OH, MY, THREE SHOCKING THINGS IN ONE DAY!

I feel like a red day, or night/evening, today, so red it is!

The first shocking thing happened yesterday, really, and it actually wasn't all that shocking...I saw it coming.

I went to the doctor about "my toe" and got the report I thought I would get. Oh, but first she, the doctor/human torturer/sick sicko, cut and did other very disgusting things to the skin on my toe that was...........DEAD.

Oh, I am so gagging right now.

During this "procedure" I had her put the blue screen up in front of my face because I would have thrown up on her head if I saw what she was doing.

AND, I HAD TO PAY FOR THIS PROCEDURE! What is this world coming to?

She was so happy with me, so that helped calm my pounding heart.
She was kind of funny, too, because every time I would make a noise when I would think about what she was doing, she would think she had hurt me and would apologize.

I'd have to remind her that I had drug induced neuropathy and only felt constant mind numbing tingling, no pain.

Hmmmm. She knows that, too. Makes me wonder about her memory. I better check on that.

She told me to stay off of it for two more weeks, that the skin around the *eyes squeezed shut, gagging* ulcer looked good, red but good. The *ditto* ulcer itself was still an open wound and that's why it was so important that I stay off of my feet. No walking. (And, I saw blood)

So, I kind of mentioned that I thought I was leaving town next Thursday (it was originally Wednesday, but I thought I'd be pushing my luck) for Oklahoma City.

Uhhh, she looked at me and had the gall to ask me what I was going to OKC for.
Nosey.
I told her, quietly, "sorority shopping trip".

You would have thought I had told her, "sorority shopping trip".
Good grief!

"Are you taking a wheelchair?".

"Uh, no-o."

"You can't be on your feet."

"I'll take a book to read while they shop. That will work."

We went back and forth like this for a while and then I made an appointment for next Wednesday (8 days) when she will tell me if I can go.

Ughhhh! Doctors. They can be such fun suckers.

I'm going to be very good and stay in this chair with my leg up on the pillow topped ottoman, constantly flexing my ankle so I don't get blood clots AGAIN.

My luck, I'll get bed sores and my toe will be pristine next Wednesday.....

The second shocking thing is this website I happened upon.
Now, I'm going to give you the website address but you can't go if you haven't visited my two shops.

That's the rule.

http://www.wickedlychic.com/category/Daily+Ditties/

It's got some fabulous things!

And, the third shocking thing I'm going to save for another day.

OH, ALRIGHT, SO I FORGOT WHAT IT WAS.

Big Deal!!!
Geez.

XOXO, Jan
available in my Etsy and Lollishop or it might just be in my Lollishop. I can't remember right now. Somebody shoot me. (oh, I'm just kidding)

THE REST OF THE STORY. . . . .

I started this story on Facebook and am going to finish it here.

For those of you that didn't read the fb entry, I went to the doctor yesterday about a blister on the bottom of my right big toe that, over the weekend, had ulcerated. I knew that it had, I had been on my feet for the past five days instead of staying off of my foot and taking care of it.

But, we all have choices to make and I chose to honor a commitment I had made that caused me to travel out of town and be on my feet like a regular person (said tongue in cheek). I had gone to my doctor last week about the blister and had been following her instructions. I could tell nothing was happening very quickly, but I went ahead and left town knowing that I would continue to take my antibiotics, keep the blister bandaged, clean, medicated, etc.

So, I went straight to my doctor when I got back in town (Monday), she sent me to my podiatrist (today) that took care of my ankles after my surgeries in '06 and she sent me straight out for an MRI to make sure the infection hadn't made it into the bone - if it had, get this, readers, I would probably "loose my toe". I wasn't laughing then, but now must shake my head with a tiny little smile on my face just thinking about the things I do that God takes care of for me....read on....

Oh, and the radiologist noted a stress fracture of the 2nd metacarpal (I think that's the right word:)- probably caused by pushing down really hard on my bicycle pedals when riding up hills. But, the good news was that the infection was not in the bone. Praise God - I so don't deserve His unending care!

So. Here I sit, laptop in my, well, my lap, ice cold diet Cherry 7-Up on the table next to me, a stack of b'day cards to write of which I'm way behind, tons of pics on my camera's memory card to blog about, pictures to upload onto Flickr, blah, blah, blah. I have plenty to keep me busy until my next doctor's appointment on Monday. However, I doubt seriously I'll be back on my feet that soon. She'll probably keep me down for at least two weeks. (Now, that sucks. LOL)

Okey dokey, thought you'd want to know what was going on with me. Thanks for being such sweet readers. And, check back later this week, like in a couple of days, because I still have to blog about another one of Joan and my adventures during her visit AND the Paper Cowgirl art retreat!

Be safe! XOXO,

. . . . . . . . . . . .Jan