The Foot God actually said, "It looks good!" this week instead of "That looks better". Pumped us up in his own way. Trailing behind him once again was a tall man in a black shirt with the word, dermagraft, stitched on the upper left hand corner. Connie immediately pounced on him questioning him on why she couldn't get another dermagraft and why medicare wouldn't pay. He seemed quite taken aback and assured her that medicare did pay for a dermagraft and he questioned the Foot God. Who, of course, kept working on the foot, shrugged, and said, "I don't remember. I'll need to look into that." Connie offered to do a commercial or any other advertising for dermagraft if the gentleman would just get her another one as the first two had really worked on her wound.
She is waiting at home for either the commercial call or for the dermagraft.
The wound was smaller in every way. He cleaned and told her to stay with the other treatment he recommended last week which consists of a biodegradable piece of something that is put into the wound like a "foam". I couldn't find it online so I hesitate to put it here for fear the spelling is incorrect. Home health continues every day and we return in a week. And on it goes...
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