First Come Clouds
First come the clouds, followed by the snow this evening. All is well here on Stauffer Avenue. We have nowhere we need to be until next week.
I often talk of or speak to my interest in all thing crafty. Dang! I would need some supplies to make flash cards. Flash cards in big bold print would work. First flash card: Elevated – Higher than Surroundings. Second flash card: Limited – Restrictions.
After one week out of surgery. Dennis may need to have the actual flash card information put on each of his arms with a black Sharpie pen. My luck, he would get a skin infection from the permanent ink. There is to be limited amount of walking with the specialized boot that puts heel down before toe area . . . if he had one. Foot is to be elevated . . . a lot.
To drive home the elevated need to keep his circulation from taking excess blood to the surgical area, I used a sponge. It was totally saturated with water . . . but maintaining the water, no dripping. I carefully placed the sponge in Dennis’ open hand . . . no dripping. I then ask Dennis to put the sponge in his other hand. With so little movement, the pressure on the sponge leaked and dripped water. Moral of the story: so little pressure is too much pressure for the left foot at this time.
Good grief . . . I need to put out a shingle: “Doc Piddy”, aka: a quack on board. When we were small children, the baby duck were referred to as Piddy.
I need to leave no doubt in Dennis’ mind that this third time needs to be the charm, the prize, the end of this medical scenario.