And a Good Morning to the rest of the Army.
Plans for the day:
- first off, is a visit to the local clinic. Last Sunday I was out checking on some property of my SIL's and while taking pictures of it's overgrown condition I backed into what was left of a young tree or bush. A sharp end found it's way into the lower left side of my left leg and broke off. Being a MMDMT*, I didn't even notice the "scratch" till I got back home to clean up and didn't notice the splinter till a couple of days and it started to fester.
Extracting splinters can sometimes be tricky at the least - especially if the end is not protruding out to grab with tweezers. I know many of you have experienced this if you've done a good amount of sliding across a wood floor in your stocking feet, or worked with wood, or even metal. However, having to operate on that part of your own leg with tweezers and a straight pin (sterilised, of course) with a bit of a pot belly and failing eyesight is no easy task. After much huffing and puffing, cursing and stretching, I got as much as I could out and cleaned and dressed the wound. Unfortunately, my efforts were not good enough and yesterday, after standing almost all day, my leg and foot were swollen and the wound is bright red, inflamed and draining again.
I'll let you know when I get back whether I still a leg to stand on or not.
* MMDMT = Manly Man Doing Manly Things
Although he slept with me every single night and would attack my brothers if they got rowdy with me. Sic 'em Sam!
