The Pits

Our neighbor Ken took K to her Ortho appointment yesterday, and it quickly turned into a hospital admission. Her right foot looked really bad, with multiple deep ulcers threatening the leg, and no practical surgical approach. This afternoon, after we agonized all day about options that weren't really there, they amputated her foot and leg to just below the knee. She's back in her hospital room, miserable, in a lot of pain, can't get comfortable, emotionally at bottom. She said her remaining leg misses her other leg, somewhere out there. I think my value tonight will be pushing the pain med dispenser button every 8 minutes, when it lights up to show that another tiny dose is available.