Yeah, discovered a gaping wound on the bottom of my toe on Wednesday -- toe all red, foot and ankle all swollen. Went to the ER, got formally diagnosed as a diabetic, and was admitted with a diabetic foot ulcer in need of surgery.
Got a PICC line (a surgically implanted line for blood draw and IV drugs) and my foot surgery both on Friday the 13th (so I'll always remember!) and was discharged on Sunday afternoon.
Now I get to see the surgeon once a week to change the dressing and assess my recovery and I go in EVERY DAY, seven days a week, for six weeks to get an IV antibiotic treatment. Where did I spend my summer vacation? The Prince William Infusion Treatment Center, looks like.
Now, I've been unemployed and uninsured for something like three years. I have no income or primary care physician, have taken care of my elderly parents for the last couple of years, losing Dad last March and Mom this April, plus having to move, and being basically totally dependent upon av_lad. I've discovered that I'm willing to overlook just about all of Wal-Mart's' corporate sins thanks to their $4 prescriptions (I came out of the hospital with scripts for five daily meds and a painkiller and we paid $55).
All I can think about is what in the world could ever convince me to vote for Romney?
This utterly incoherent ramble has been sponsored by Vicodin. Vicodin, the Breakfast of Champions!