I have not awaken crying for the past two days. I see that as improvement but today, my feet feel raw! You see, because I have to wear compression socks because I do not have good blood flow in my legs, every night when my Mom takes my socks off to wash my feet, it rips off the scab!!! I just grab my guts to handle it!
My Mom takes pictures every day of my feet to chronicle the progression and we will talk to the wound care clinic about future pressure sores because I think that’s part of the progression of my disease. I am just sitting here in pain! It feels like when I was a child and we would have to dry the dishes. We would have to dry the cheese grater and that was always difficult because my hand would always scrape the ‘cinnamon grater’ we never used that but it’s opposite the cheese grater.
So, today, it feels like my heels keep hitting the cinnamon grater side of the cheese grater. It hurts!!! When my mom showed me pictures of my feet today, all I could think of was tortellini. This is what it looked like:
It really hurts!!!