A Visit With Doc

A Visit With Doc

I haven’t done any walking (for exercise) all summer. My excuse……it has just been too HOT! I have gained about 25 pounds since I stopped exercising about a year ago. I can diet, diet, diet and not lose a pound unless I get some pretty strenuous exercise. I promised myself and God that when it began to be cooler, I would start walking in earnest. Sunday was the day! The high was 89 degrees. Good to my promise, I got out and walked 1.5 miles. I felt like I was really beginning to be motivated again….even with the one day of walking.

Monday morning, early, I wasn’t watching where I was stepping and caught my toe on a concreted rise and fell. I toppled forward landing on my knees. I can’t explain how it happened, but during the fall, the bottom of my big toe was ripped open. I was concerned about my knees and didn’t even know that I had hurt the toe. I didn’t realize it until I happened to look down and see a blood soaked carpet! ( I will interject a “handy-hint” at this point. To remove blood from carpet, douse the blood stain with peroxide and sponge up with a clean cloth. Repeat if necessary. Believe me….IT WORKS!)

Hubby H looked at the toe and said he thought it needed stitches. I still didn’t pay too much attention . (because hubby’s nickname is “Over-Kill”….everything done and said is extreme!) But, he wouldn’t take no for an answer. He called and made a 9:00 appointment for me to see Doc. In the examining room, Doc looked at the injury and said ‘YEP! Needs a stitch or two”. So……he got his “stuff’ together and started working.

Following is a dialogue that took place as he was cutting and stitching.

Hubby: “ Doc, now just what if she hadn’t come to you to be stitched up?”

Doc: “Oh, it would have gotten infected and we’d probably had to amputate it.”

Hubby: “And, the infection could have spread into her foot and it would have had to be amputated!”

Doc: “Probably so.”

Well, by this time, I decided to put in my “two-cents” and said:

Me: Oh, Gosh, Doc!! That means that there’s a possibility of the infection spreading all the way up my leg….maybe into my whole body! MY WHOLE BODY WOULD HAVE TO BE AMPUTATED!!”

Doc: “Now see there? You’ve only been in here for a few minutes and I’ve already saved your life!!

Eight stitches and a tetanus shot later, I hobbled out of his office, thankful that ‘my life had been spared’ once again by Doc Finley!

Living in my Hometown is such a blessing. Dorothy was right when she told Aunt Em….”There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home!”

But it looks like I won’t be doing any power walking for a few days!!