21 September 2020
Salwa did the dressing change this morning, during which she took a photo of the wound, texted it to me and I emailed it to Dr. Tong so she'd have the latest information.
Salwa said it looked good, a little drier than Friday (which is a good thing). We're starting to see new tissue growing in the wound with speckles of red showing good blood flow into them.
We did uncover one little mystery with her. "Who's Samira?" we asked. Salwa's cell phone identifies her as Samira.
"Oh," she laughed, "that's my mother. I'm on her plan."
Salwa also confirmed that we are both very nice people.
Salwa also confirmed that we are both very nice people. Dr. Tong keeps admonishing us to be nice to her, I told her. "You guys are great," she said. She found the whole thing amusing.
"Usually it's not the patient, anyway," she confided. "It's some family member." Then she told us how her mother got excited one day at the nursing home providing physical therapy for her grandmother.
"Just remember," she told her mother, "those people are doing the same job as your daughter."
After she left, Joyce made her first order of wound supplies from Apria. She has only enough white foam to make it through Wednesday's dressing change. So she ordered two boxes.
That would give her 13 pieces of foam. She uses three for each dressing so that would cover four changes. And since she has three changes a week, that would get her through a week from Wednesday.
We're trying to do an order a week. Like clockwork.
Because, as Dr. Tong let slip during the video conference the other day, this can go on for a while. A year even, she said. But I think I was the only one who heard that.
Speaking of orders, we've still heard nothing from Lowe's, which had scheduled delivery of the washer and dryer for tomorrow. But last time, we only got an email the night before asking us to confirm the next day's delivery.
The suspense is not killing us, fortunately.