On Wednesday, I drove David to Straub Clinic to have his staples removed from his right knee by the physician’s assistant. Here is his wound without the staples and held together temporarily with white strips:
It was swollen at first, but when David got home, he placed an ice blanket on his wound, and it looks less swollen now. These photos were taken after the icing.
Those blue strips on the side of his leg were placed there by the physical therapist on Tuesday in order to reduce swelling.
It bothered me that David was so effusive and positive about his condition when queried by a nurse from Humana Insurance Company. “Oh, yes,” he said, “I am doing very well. Pain level is minimal. I am doing better this year than last year.”
Then, a few hours later, he tells ME the truth, “The pain is terrible. My knee throbs. I wish I could take Oxycodone more frequently. It’s hard to wait 6-8 hours for my next dose. My leg still feels stiff. It’s not as flexible as I would like. I wonder when I will be able to drive again.”
Why couldn’t he have told the nurse the truth? Why was he so macho that he had to lie? It seems that he only tells me the truth.
David will undergo physical therapy for the next two months, and have a follow up visit for X-rays of both knees in August.
It isn’t over until it’s over.