Aye, worse than a skeeter bite I fear. Tis a malicious case of cellulitis with several infected toenails (which, by the way, do not look human). Some sneaky little blood blisters thrown in for fair measure. I migrate to the wound care clinic tomorrow so thy can whittle on the nasty necrotic crap and possibly remove my toenails. Joy and rejoicing all around! Just another brick in the wall. Hey, doctor! Leave them feet alone! Pink Floyd (I can't understand how my feet deteriorated so quickly) Begin forwarded message:
> Resent-From: [email protected] > From: [email protected] > Date: August 27, 2012 6:11:35 PM EDT > To: [email protected], [email protected] > Subject: Re: [QUAD-L] More bovine fecal rolls > > Skeeter bite or worse ? I truly hope not. What was determined? > Best Wishes > > In a message dated 8/27/2012 4:48:15 P.M. Central Daylight Time, > [email protected] writes: > > Well, been feeling bad for about a week, like my bp had bottomed out and the > creek had run dry. Got up Sat. and had light red splotchiness on upper left > leg. I thought --that is just where my 4 lb. Chihuahua has been sleeping. > Chubs, bless her lil' cold nose heart. Got up Sun. morn and the redness had > strengthened and moved toward my knee. A bright vibrant red that spoke > eloquently of infection. I thought, first thing Monday morning, I shall > pursue this foul malady, assuming I don't die in the interim. This morning my > foot was double normal size, scaly, and an angry, nay, vicious scarlet from > toe to knee! The doc took one peek and said, Hie thee to a hospital post > haste, young man! Your future is filled with IV's and other modern medical > monstrosities. And so she was right. So here I lie, beaten down by fate, and > sporting feet that resemble a dead dinosaur's rotting feet. I also have a > fever and a bad attitude! Anyway, you guys say a prayer for me cause it looks > like I'm going to need them. God bless you, my quad posse. Also pray that my > guardian angel is named Saint Roceferin!
