Yesterday, my toe was doomed. DOOMED, I TELL YOU! And today, when my podiatrist examined it, it was much better. The x-rays also indicated no signs of osteomyelitis. So surgery is NOT being scheduled, as he wants to give this toe a chance to heal. Mind you, he seems willing to schedule surgery if that's what I want, but because it somehow miraculously started healing overnight, he says we should wait.
Really, what the heck? Has a tiny brain grown inside the toe and started playing head games with me? "First, I'll make him panic. Then I'll give him reason to contemplate surgery. Then, I'll give him hope. But in the end, I will thrust DOOM upon him! (Insert evil laughter.)"
My new instructions are to change the bandage every day, and to followup with the doctor weekly. And after that...I have no idea.
The big change today was that when he probed the wound, he was unable to hit bone. This had the doctor scratching his head in wonder, as my previous posts have all said what he's noted: this thing was only getting worse over time. As to why it's been behaving like a bone infection...? We have a new theory. Y'see, he moved the toe around a bit, and it bent in directions it shouldn't go. Instead of the infection settling into the bone and causing THAT to disintegrate, it seems to have settled into the tendon...destroying that instead.
Also on the list of things that happened today was a great debate about whether or not I should get a new cast. I was sincerely hoping to avoid it. I mean...a shower! A shower without having to wrap the cast in a plastic bag! A shower that wasn't a balancing exercise for my left leg! A chance for Becky and I to...
He'd changed his mind. I was leaving with a cast, whether I wanted one or not. He offered the chance for a soft cast, and I'd have to wear my CAM walker all the time, or a regular cast. Well, the CAM walker is huge, and would make sleeping difficult. I also confessed immediately, "Put me in a soft cast, and I'm going to end up cheating by removing the CAM walker when I slept or had to shower." And so I was put in a hard cast, with ongoing instructions to stay off it as much as possible.
And I thought this doctor liked me. =(
That's all there is on my end, with one other notable exception. I have numerous friends living in the path of hurricane Irene. Please be safe. If a mandatory evacuation is called for, GO! Don't stay behind because you're afraid someone will loot your stuff, or that you want to protect your stuff from possible flood damage. Stuff can be replaced. You - my friends - can't.
Be well, and DFTBA!