Feb 21, 2025
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Still healing from necrotizing fasciitis by never moving off of my bed, which currently is a couch. Maybe this week will be the week Iām healed in my last surgery location (4/5 healed, last one just about healed!) Now passing the time with a newly restored SmoshTastic YouTube membership, finding fun screengrabs. The best of today includes:
This one would make a good āhey, we swore, but we hided it!ā teeā¦plus the cute āflower explosionā on Ianās partā¦
this completely doesn't go with the theme of my blog but check out the teeth pendant lol
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Iāve been asked by a few medical professionals to share my experience with necrotizing fasciitis. Nothing gross or š¤® worthy I promise. Iām going to compile it here, itās just easier. Itāll be under a cut to protect those who would really rather not read anything, which I totally understand. Iāll make an edit after this sentence when itās all finished. š
My leg swelled up in July 2024. In December of 2024 it started leaking to the point of sleeping with a towel wrapped around it every night, it would be pretty dampened in the morning. On July 7th of 2025, for no reason I can understand, I went on autopilot. I called 911, an ambulance was at my house in under five minutes. The attendants examined my leg, took my vitals, and loaded me up.
I remember most of the ambulance ride. I remember waiting in a hall on the ambulance gurney with the ambulance attendants who stayed with me until I was transferred to a bed in the emergency department, took an hour or two. I should have realized something was up because time started not making sense, not being linearā¦if that makes any sense. On my bed in the ER the air conditioning was really bothering my leg (AC plus a leaky leg was too cold for me at that time, and I adore the cold.) I remember covering my leg with a blanket. I waited about an hour. I went to the bathroom.
And thatās all I remember for two weeks. I have no memory of any Nurses, Doctors, any questions. I have only family recounting of my time in ICU, the two surgeries on my leg (the first one to open my leg up, it was left under a drape for 24 hours then debrided and closed). I do remember dreams I had while unconscious, and the medical team removed all anaesthetics
My walker is lit. š