Where does the time go?
Holy Smokes! it is almost November. Where did the past 2 months go? I have been busy trying to learn all the material that I should have been learning while my life was falling apart because I am in the midst of midterms. 2 down 2 to go. Plus a couple of assignments.
So to recap, the last entry, I spoke of a patient who had the VAC machine on her wound. So we got to watch the changing of the dressing. Man that was something else. It turned out that the person who dressed it before skipped a step and the special sponge that goes on the wound was totally stuck to the exposed tendon. The nurse could not get that sponge off for love nor money, so they had to call the wound care specialist in. She went ballistic but she was able to get the sponge off. When she did what we saw was the wound which was 22cm long. The skin was working its way back together but the tendon was left on the outside of the wound. The specialist said that it was highly likely that the wound would close the tendon out and seeing as it was most likely dead now, the plastic surgeon would cut the tendon. The tendon was about the width of my finger and was all white. There was very little blood as the wound was really very closed. It was amazing to me how stoic the patient was during the entire thing, now granted she had been given a good dose of hydromorphone just 30 minutes prior.
Other update. Betty went on a date. Yes that's right, I went on a date with a guy that I met, he was 6'7". I came to his armpit. He was very charming and cute and there was a moderate amount of chemistry. Anyhoo, Dead Weight caught wind that I was going out and he spent the entire evening text messaging me. It's amazing what a little jealousy can do to get someone to wake up and smell the coffee, actually he had been sniffing around for a couple of weeks. Long and short of it is, with great reservations, I have decided to let Dead Weight pretend to be The Husband again. That is if he can keep it in his pants! We have been working a lot on his/my/our issues and we are trying to move forward, which is very hard given both of our schedules. Cross your fingers for old Betty that I come out of this alive and sane. The Anchors are ecstatic!
Half Dead Wonder Dog is very grim, she has not eaten for over a week. The vet is on call and we believe we may be putting her down very soon. We are very sad by this, but we just aren't doing right by her anymore, we are really keeping her around because we can't bring ourselves to face reality.
Well, that's it for now, gotta hit the books,