When I had my really bad elbow infection last summer, I did a course of antibiotics but the infection didn’t go down at all.
After a weekend in Saskatoon without any noticeable change, Shea suggested I go to the ER (well, after we called the Healthline because why would I trust my RN wife unless a random anonymous RN on the other end of a phone line also told me to go the ER?) 😉
Instead of coming to hold my hand, Shea stayed home with the kids so I had an adventurous few hours in the waiting room alone (I won’t post the sneaky photos I took of the highlights of my ER waiting room experience but they included a woman in an ankle bracelet getting chatted up by a drunk bleeding guy who’s buddy had chucked a beer can at his face all topped by the guy who couldn’t walk for some reason, crawling along the disgusting hospital floor looking for an electrical outlet to charge his phone!)
Anyhow, I finally got in to see the doc and he said he wasn’t going to be my best friend for it but they were going to have to freeze my elbow then cut it open to drain the abscess.
Again, I won’t share the photos I managed to take before and after the procedure (stupidly dripping fresh blood on my phone in my eagerness to document this unexpected minor operation!) but I will say I’m glad they didn’t have to push this button…
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This is the best thing I’ve read all day.
Sorry about your elbow though.
Glad you liked it. It’s funny in hindsight but in the moment, when you find yourself Googling “What does flesh-eating disease look like?” and “How to self-amputate an arm”, the humour isn’t as readily apparent. 😉