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Kamál (Perfection), 14 Rahmat (Mercy), 165 BE – Monday, July 7, 2008 about 12:11 PM PDT I changed the bandage today. I did it like the nurse demonstrated on Friday. I took the old bandage off, I cleaned the would (or rather what hadn't healed yet), I put the antibacterial salve on, and I dressed the wound. Because the antibacterial salve is so strong, the nurses have been changing the dressing three times a week on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. However, this week they go down to once a week, on Friday; this means I have to change the bandage on Monday and Wednesday. I'm going to have to get the bandage changed earlier on Wednesday. I didn't go to work today because I took off to take Mom for a follow-up with one of the Doctors that cared for her in the hospital. The only appointment I could get was 11:00 AM today, so we had to take it. I go back to work on Wednesday, so I have to get the bandage changed before 8:00 AM. I'm praying I did a decent job of changing the bandage. All right, I'm a worrier. If I don't have anything to worry about, then I find something to worry about. Mom gets so upset with me because I worry and she doesn't think its necessary. She's right of course, worrying doesn't get you anywhere and it just makes finding solutions more difficult. Still I worry, I worry less when I have something to focus on rather then the problem or situation causing the worrying. I changed the bandage today, I probably did a good job. I'll keep an eye on it today and tomorrow. I'll change it again on Wednesday, I'll do a better job on Wednesday. It isn't difficult, I just have to clean wound, put the salve on it and put a fresh bandage on. That's not difficult. It doesn't take a rocket scientist or a brain surgeon to do; so I did a good job. |