"Gotta get that toe moving," said the nurse on the phone. I had called the surgeon's office, wondering why there's no mention of using triple antibiotic in any of the post-op instructions. The nurse explained that the doctor wants the wound to dry up and scab, and ointments would slow that process down. Okay--- so far, so good, but it seems odd to not use some sort of antibacterial ointment.
Today was a day of self-induced pain, though, as I stretched the toe as directed by my surgeon, bending it up to the point of pain and holding for twenty seconds, and then pulling on the toe, pushing down to the point of pain, and holding. I'm doing it right if I'm nearly in tears. Ouch! I put myself back on pain meds to survive this torture. It was great, though, to shuffle about the house bare-footed in between sessions of torture followed by elevation and ice. I can't be upright for very long, though, before unpleasant pressure builds in the foot, and then it's back to the couch again...
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