I got a phone call this morning from the hospital. When I answered the phone and heard "Hello Allison, this is Dr. I-Forget-Her-Name, from the Toronto General Hospital, how are you?," I let out an audible "uh nooo" as a response. No doctor calls on a Saturday to chat about the weather. She laughed at my reaction and then proceeded to tell me that the results of the wound swab have returned and it is indeed infected.
Nooooooooo.
Thankfully, she felt confident that it could be treated with an oral antibiotic so I didn't have to rush into emerg for an IV. However, Isaiah did have to walk up to the hospital to pick up my new prescription before their pharmacy closed. Just like he did yesterday for another prescription. I tried to be helpful and offered to sit in the car if he wanted to drive but he opted to walk instead. We both can't wait until I get the approval to drive again.
So, two weeks of a new antibiotic and hopefully that will get rid of this nonsense. I do imagine that this means they'll want the dressing changed daily so we're going to have to figure out how to deal with the wound without gagging.
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Well this is irritating but let's hope that the antibiotics do their thing quickly - less exposure to potential gagging....... Kudos to Isaiah for being such a trouper...... and trooper.....
A nurse friend of mine recommends chewing mint gum while having the dressing changed.
Helps with the smell I guess.
It's so awesome to be able to keep up with you through this blog. Thanks
That's a good idea, any advice on how to make the tape removal any less painful?
As a kid, if I was anxious about having a bandage removed, my father used to grab hold of it and me (somewhere) and as he whipped off the bandage he pinched me somewhere else as a distraction. I'm not saying this is for everybody.....
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