final Friday foot update

Stay calm. It's not as bad as it seems. 

photo taken Friday night

See that large perimeter of dry skin surrounding the healed skin? That's the original size of the injury.

What to make of the above? Well, the blood on the sock amounts to maybe two or three drops. It looks bigger simply because of how the fluid spread through the fabric. The second photo shows the sole right after sock removal. There's barely any wound there at all. The last photo is the same area after a bit of wiping with an alcohol pad. Under a square centimeter left to go.

I no longer wear any coverings, so the above seepage wasn't through two layers of bandages: it was directly into the sock, and as before, the stain was dry—I left no blood spots on the floor. So we're almost at a point where I can take a decent stroll out to the river (hopefully, more than once this coming week). And barring that, I can at least keep on with the stairs training. Even if the wound isn't totally closed up this coming Friday, I'll be heading out to Daegu and finishing the walk. I might be a bloody mess by the end, but I'll have done the walk, and as I mentioned before, I'll have a year to heal. Two years, really: in 2025, I'm heading to the States to visit friends and family before I croak. Right now, I'll be happy just to get through this year.

So that's the final report. Not the complete healing I'd been hoping for, but damn close. I'll do what I can to prevent a re-worsening of the injury—lots of Leukotape and gauze—but there's little else I can do except to enjoy the walk as winter begins. 

Fingers and tentacles crossed, as always.