Since Diana asked, the heel is still looking vile, but I'm stupid enough that I was going to attempt to run anyway today. (It's the endorphins from running. I always turn into an addict. I've heard you can also get them from sex, and I'm sure the husband would like to test that theory, but thus far, I've gone with running.) Luckily, T has ruined that plan. (The running plan... I mean. Both kids have mostly ruined the sex plan, but that's to be expected for the most part.)
I've basically ripped the top layer of skin off a nickel-sized portion of my heel, so I have no idea how to get it to heal well and fast. It's bright red and just so ugly. If I saw this on my child, I'd freak out. (For those that are unaware, I'm possibly the worst person to have around in an emergency.) So, thus far, I've tried NuSkin... which may have helped, but I think the wound has chucked it. I've tried bandaging it, but that is managing to make it look spankin' new each time I remove the bandages. I've tried leaving it unbandaged, and that was so freaking painful and might make small children run in terror. So, last night, I coated it in first aid ointment and covered it with bandaids--that seems to be working the best. It's hard to say, though, because it just looks so nasty.
I have no idea what to do. Anyone have any magical ideas? or non-magical ideas? Basically all ideas are welcome.
I'm still tempted to post a picture, because I'm "like" that. If you ask the husband, he'll tell you that I'm constantly asking him to "smell this--it's disgusting" or "taste this--it's inedible." I like to share the freakish nature of vile things with those I care about. Still, I don't want to ruin everyone's Monday. Well, and I won't lie... this factors in, I'd have to get up and find my camera or phone.
UGH! T is chatty. He's already told me that I had enough of a break from cleaning, and I should really get to cleaning. Not vacuuming, of course, because that would be monumentally annoying to him.
WHY? WHY? WHY? Wendy tips head back to ask the heavens for patience.
T is on his third g0-gurt.
So, the nasty sore? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?
Must go find something to bang head against.