So here’s the latest with Mom: I took her to see her general practitioner today for a follow up on her toe injury.
It all started on August 17th. Mr. Hoagie, the kids and I had just come back from a weekend in Chicago with friends. Because our summer had been so hectic, we still hadn’t made it to Kennywood, which is a summer rite of passage for those in Pittsburgh. So we made plans to go that day, the week before school started.
I figured I’d better call Mom to check on her before I left for the day.
“Aren’t you coming over today?” she asked.
I hadn’t seen her since late the week before.
“Umm…no, Mom; I’m taking the kids to Kennywood.”
That day, while we were off having fun without her, she fell and hurt her big toe on her right foot. That should have taught me.
When I heard about it the next day, I asked if we shouldn’t go to the doctor and get it checked out.
“No, they can’t do anything for a broken toe…it’s bandaged to the one next to it.”
True, I guess, although I didn’t feel right about it.
A week later, it started to swell and become an angry red. That’s when we went to MedExpress. We got it x-rayed, started antibiotics, and made a follow-up appointment with a new podiatrist, which is perhaps the only medical specialist Mom didn’t already have.
The following week, the swelling still hadn’t gone down like it should have. We had an appointment scheduled with her G.P. that was originally a follow-up from her first of two hospitalizations this summer. The week before, we had discussed canceling it, but decided to keep it.
I’m glad we did. His first words to her were: “That toenail is going to come off.” He put her on a stronger antibiotic along with some probiotcs. He arranged for home healthcare to come in, both for her toe and to manage her chronic conditions: heart failure, kidney failure and lung cancer.
The next day, her toe started to look better. I took her to the new podiatrist. His first words to her were, “I’m going to have to remove that toenail,” followed quickly by, “I’m not going to hurt you.”
He must have said that about five more times before he removed it. It hurt anyway, but Mom was a trouper.
That was on Tuesday. Today when the G.P. saw her, it looked better, but we scheduled another follow-up for when her antibiotics are supposed to be done. Plus we’re following up with the podiatrist next week.
So to sum up, at least FIVE doctors’ appointments and a minor surgery for Mom, all because we went to Kennywood instead of visiting her.
I’m TOE-tally exhausted. Get it? 😉