Oh What a Day
Dennis’ surgery went according to Dr. Madsen’s plan.
It felt so good to be on the way home, with a stop at Lewis Drug for antibiotic and pain pills.
We got Dennis into the house and it was time to get the foot elevated with the boot off. The surgical bandage was soaked with blood as well as the inside of the cushioned boot.
I put a call into the hospital and was told Dr. Madsen would be calling. In the meantime I got the soaked dressing off to the bare incision. I got out my usual supplies in preparation for getting the incision dry and wrapped. When Madsen called he said to put one layer of gauze over the incision to see if that would soak through. He felt it would not and . . . it did not. He confirmed I was doing the very best thing as he had seen the dressing on Dennis’ left foot I had put on Wednesday and that which he took off before surgery.
It is six thirty and we are on track for a much quieter evening than we had this late afternoon. I admit I am beat and Dennis is smiling as he knew I had it under control.
Tomorrow is a new day and I know my nine o’clock bedtime is right around the corner. Sweet!