I get a few days in a row off work, and figure I can catch up on everything, and life tries to throw me a curve ball again.
But hey, I didn’t break anything this time!
Sunday morning I bumped my left big toe on something, and it hurt way more than it should have. I mean sure, stubbing your toe hurts like hell, but I hadn’t stubbed it, I’d just bumped the outside edge of it. Kick off the crocs I wear for slopping around the house and look at my toe, and there’s a big mess of puss and ooze over half of my toenail. EEWWWWW.
Go clean off my toe, can’t find where it came from, trim back my toenail a bit, and a push on the outside of the toe (right where I bumped it) produces more ooze. Yuck. Soak both feet in a hot water and epsom salt bath for ~10 minutes, dry them off, and pack the spot with neosporin.
And try to figure out how the hell I managed this one. Only other time I’ve seen an infection like this was when I was 16 and I got a badly infected ingrown toenail on the big toe of my other foot. They ended up having to remove part of that toenail to deal with it. But this time I don’t have an ingrown toenail. And it didn’t hurt at all till I bumped it. And it stopped hurting as long as I wasn’t poking at it.
Went to work as usual Monday, but by the time I got home the toe was sore, a visual check showed that it wasn’t getting any better. Yay. Get an appointment to see the doctor Tuesday. Not my regular doc, but at least it wasn’t urgent care. I don’t have to work again till Saturday, which sucks paycheck wise, but means that I can mostly keep off my feet. Doc looks at it, says “hey, ingrown toenail!” And I say “well that’s what it looks like but its not ingrown!”. He prescribed me an antibiotic and gives me a referral to a podiatrist. Yay.
Wasn’t till I was at the pharmacy picking it up that the name of the antibiotic rang a bell. It’s the same one that made me puke back in January. But hey, that reaction was probably the result of the surgery…..right?
Yah. Not so much. Wednesday morning I was calling the doctor’s office back to inform them that Keflex and I don’t get along and if they want me to continue taking it they’re going to have to give me an anti-nausea med. Which they did. Spent Wednesday half nauseous half grumpy about the taste the anti-nausea meds leave in my mouth, and hurting from a sore neck from somehow sleeping wrong. Grump.
Spent today making bread and still feeling grumpy. The anti-nausea meds make it possible to keep things down, but my stomach still isn’t thrilled with life. And the anti-nausea meds still leave a nasty taste in my mouth. And the podiatrist doesn’t have an opening till the end of Oct. Depending on what happens after my week on antibiotics I might see if they can find me another podiatrist who can get me in sooner. Yay.
Dear Life, I guess you didn’t hear me when I told you I was done with this whole doctor thing. Seriously, I’m DONE with the whole DOCTOR THING!
I know they spent a lot of yeres in class but mostly they just refer you to someone else and push drugs.
Well, to be fair, ingrown toenails aren’t fun to deal with, and if I do somehow have one that means that something really funky is going on, cause I don’t have an ingrown toenail.
Dang! I hope that business resolves itself quickly. Sorry to read this.
me too :/
In one way I hope it is an ingrown toenail, because that is fairly easy to fix. It may be a strange case, but still easy. Or maybe some other forein body got in there like a spliter, again an easy fix. But it is strange that it didn’t hurt until you banged it. Hope it heals quickly!
Splinter or the like is currently my guess too, we’ll see I guess!