October 20, 2006
Well, shoot. We discovered Gary has an ingrown toenail. At least, I guess that’s what it is. It’s further down the side of the nail than I thought those things were. We (and I say ‘we’ because I am the one who has to get the wash basin ready) are soaking it in antibacterial soap several times a day (Gary got on the internet to see what we should do about it). If it doesn’t clear up in a couple days, he is going to the doctor or emergency room – I ain’t going to fool with this.
October 21, 2006
I decided a new mattress wasn’t going to magically appear on my bed, so this past week I once again called around to mattress places. Found two in the area where they let you have a trial period. Today Gary and I were going to go to these places. One was close to a Wal-Mart, and Gary said he also wanted to stop in there to look at shoes. On our way, we discussed mattresses. I don’t really know what type I want, not even what level of firmness, and I feared it was going to have the same result of the last time we did this – me laying around on different mattresses, but not really knowing which felt right. Consumer reports claimed their research showed if you laid on a mattress for five minutes on each side and on your back, your feeling for how much you liked the mattress was strongly indicative of how you would feel about it months later. I am skeptical, however. Anyway, Gary suggested I just get one of the Marriott Residence Inn mattresses (they sell these commercially), since I had thought them pretty comfortable during my stays at such inns both in Birmingham and Atlanta while Gary was in the hospital. Not that I slept well during those times (ironic grin).
So, I decided to do that. Gary said it was okay if after I got it, if I found I didn’t like it then I could sell it and go back to these mattress places.
Gary said my shopping trip was thus a success, since I decided what I wanted. :-)
At Wal-Mart we looked for shoes for him. Turned out he just wanted something he could cut the toe out of, in order to let his toe heal. We got him a cheapo pair of velcro tennies. He complained after he got home that he looked like a dork with his black sock sticking out of the toes of the shoe. I told him that with the toes of the shoe cut out, he couldn’t avoid looking like a dork. He said, “Good point.” I told him that if he wore white socks, it wouldn’t look so noticeable, and he decided that was a good idea.
Someone emailed Gary and asked him if his attitude about what is important in life had changed any since his accident. He told me it has, slightly. I asked him how. He said his relationship with me was more important now. And not just because I had to help him with his bowel program. ;-) He also said relationships in general were much more important.
Well, shoot. We discovered Gary has an ingrown toenail. At least, I guess that’s what it is. It’s further down the side of the nail than I thought those things were. We (and I say ‘we’ because I am the one who has to get the wash basin ready) are soaking it in antibacterial soap several times a day (Gary got on the internet to see what we should do about it). If it doesn’t clear up in a couple days, he is going to the doctor or emergency room – I ain’t going to fool with this.
October 21, 2006
I decided a new mattress wasn’t going to magically appear on my bed, so this past week I once again called around to mattress places. Found two in the area where they let you have a trial period. Today Gary and I were going to go to these places. One was close to a Wal-Mart, and Gary said he also wanted to stop in there to look at shoes. On our way, we discussed mattresses. I don’t really know what type I want, not even what level of firmness, and I feared it was going to have the same result of the last time we did this – me laying around on different mattresses, but not really knowing which felt right. Consumer reports claimed their research showed if you laid on a mattress for five minutes on each side and on your back, your feeling for how much you liked the mattress was strongly indicative of how you would feel about it months later. I am skeptical, however. Anyway, Gary suggested I just get one of the Marriott Residence Inn mattresses (they sell these commercially), since I had thought them pretty comfortable during my stays at such inns both in Birmingham and Atlanta while Gary was in the hospital. Not that I slept well during those times (ironic grin).
So, I decided to do that. Gary said it was okay if after I got it, if I found I didn’t like it then I could sell it and go back to these mattress places.
Gary said my shopping trip was thus a success, since I decided what I wanted. :-)
At Wal-Mart we looked for shoes for him. Turned out he just wanted something he could cut the toe out of, in order to let his toe heal. We got him a cheapo pair of velcro tennies. He complained after he got home that he looked like a dork with his black sock sticking out of the toes of the shoe. I told him that with the toes of the shoe cut out, he couldn’t avoid looking like a dork. He said, “Good point.” I told him that if he wore white socks, it wouldn’t look so noticeable, and he decided that was a good idea.
Someone emailed Gary and asked him if his attitude about what is important in life had changed any since his accident. He told me it has, slightly. I asked him how. He said his relationship with me was more important now. And not just because I had to help him with his bowel program. ;-) He also said relationships in general were much more important.
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