@ehBeth,
yep yep yep yep
had to get the mouse oot the house - little beggar was running around the kitchen

, unless that was another prize, scooped him up and then had to hurl him into the bushes - sure he woulda been fine, he had attitude...

Nothing in the trap under the sofa tho.
yep, on the weepy - it' still very red and revoltingly ugh, you don't wanna see (that's kinda my diary line for the moment) - it's spread a couple inches up my leg and well underneath my foot - but isn't as painful (or the pain meds are just working really well) and it's warm, but not burning hot - in other words, i can put my big hospital socks on without screaming - and i couldn't do that yesterday - nothing could go near it yesterday.
Massive oedema.... ha, pitting is monstrous if you put a finger on a red bit
so, gotta call the surgeon sec first thing in the morning to get a time to go in and have arranged for my Mom to take me...
ha... makes me laugh, you know that 'help' card - realistically it can only be used the once!!!!!!!, at a push twice, but not for the thrice; admittedly, it was well used. Funny how one realises things later. Nem'mind, ya gotta laugh. That's why it's so hard for me to ask anyone to help. <sigh>
Mom will be happy to take me in and I'm sure he'll just take a quick looksee - I think it's more for the surgeons benefit than mine - he says he finds it very hard to believe I have an infection after seeing how good everything was on Wednesday when they removed the bandages and dressing. I think he's maybe in for a bit of shock and when he reads the A&E notes tomorrow morning, well, will see what he says. And mind, my foot was pretty good on Friday morning - this happened sooooooooooooo quickly, couldn't quite believe how you can go from normal to frikken agony in a few hours - that was pain... real pain. Ah well... and so it goes.
12.45am... what to do... not sure I can focus on a book... hmmmmmmmm