Didn’t do anything. Totally random. My foot felt wet and looked down to see... Icky. Hematoma. It wasn’t a pleasant night. Hadn’t had dinner. Feet were freezing, but I couldn’t get socks on. Was scared and alone. =‘( Anytime I moved, it would start up again. Trashed the bed sheets. Don’t even want to check condition of my new mattress. O_o Anyways, I’m waiting for a ride to my 2-wk post-op. I’m exhausted and have to go down lots of stairs (3rd fl). When the on-call doctor called last night, he asked for pictures of incision. Asked if I had chills or a fever. He wrote back, ”Soft gauze dressing with an overlying ace wrap for compression. I'd normally have you be seen here, but with your appointment coming up so soon I'd prefer you be evaluated as an outpatient by your surgeon. I'm sorry this happened. We'll see you tomorrow.“
Not my most coherent post. I’m out of it. Thank you for the well wishes. I’m behind on my tagging.
P.S. Had neither gauze nor an Ace wrap, but feminine products, packing tape, and my bathrobe belt seemed to work. I should probably look into getting some. =|