My last five toes

One week between surgeries

I waited a week in between amputations of my toes on my left and right feet. The left foot was done first on Aug. 21, 2018, followed by the right foot on Aug. 28. The incisions on the first foot were given time to heal. I was expected to get up and on my feet the day after surgery on the first foot.

I remember that the day of my first amputation on my left foot, I wanted to get up and try walking, but the hospital was understaffed and no one was able to walk with me. I was kind of defeated (haha) that I couldn’t walk. I was bound and determined! Then a few hours later the pain hit me!

Wow, there weren’t enough drugs in the world to not feel THAT! I think my physical response to the surgery was being monitored because I had so many different bodily functions screwed up from the pneumonia, sepsis, tracheostomy, blood pressure, malnutrition, and so on.

My second surgery was completely different. I was in so much pain the second I woke up. I started to cry immediately and the nurses gave me more drugs (maybe Fentynol) and that stopped the pain for a while. The right foot was more damaged than the left, so it had more nerve damage. The pain was excruciating for the first week or so. I just had to go with the flow and deal with a lot of it. I hate to take drugs of any kind, but I will say, thank goodness I had some while in the hospital!

WARNING!

If you’re squeamish, you won’t want to scroll down to the bottom because I have included some of the photos of my toe amputations. I’ll give another warning before you get to the photos in case you don’t want to see them.

Notes from my mother on the days of surgery:

Aug. 21, 2018
Dana is in the OR. Should take an hour. She said her nickname can be Flipper and that she always wanted to be a mermaid when she was younger.

Dana is out of the OR. Great news! Doctor did partial amputations of each toe and big toe! The other foot will be assessed Friday.

Aug. 28, 2018
Out of surgery. Surgeon just called me. The doctor was surprised to only have to remove about the same length of toes as on the other foot. Did not have to remove the entire big toe as the doctor suspected. Removed black fingertips. No need for surgery to shorten finger bones.

Second warning

Just to lighten the mood, while I was in the hospital, I spent a lot of my time day dreaming about all the cute summer outfits that I didn’t get to wear because I missed the whole summer (just about!). Instead, I put together outfits that I would want to wear for the fall season.

I’ve inserted a cute outfit that I put together and am selling in my shop. After the cute outfit are the photos of my right foot after my toes were amputated. If you don’t want to see the photos, then don’t scroll past the cute outfit.

Check out my “shop”

Be sure to visit my “shop” on my blog where I have grouped together a lot of clothes to make complete outfits just like you might see on Pinterest or in Facebook ads. But I’ve made sure that all the clothes in my outfits are reasonably priced and available for purchase. (Except for Coach bags of course!) My favorite places to shop include Hollister, Macy’s, Kohl’s, American Eagle, Amazon and a few others. Visit my “shop” online to see other complete outfits I’ve put together. Enjoy!

Warning! Warning! Warning!

The graphic images are right here so stop scrolling if you don’t want to see them!

The first image is of my right foot with my five toes intact. Pre-surgery. My toes turned black due to lack of oxygen when I had the four vasoppressors constricting blood flow to my extremities so that my brain and internal organs got the oxygen that my lungs couldn’t produce on their own.

My toes turned black pretty quickly. They were already turning blue when I got to the hospital on July 17. That pneumonia was kicking my butt! I couldn’t breathe on my own and was intubated. The pneumonia was hanging on and my lungs were so full of it that I ended up with a tracheostomy. Scroll down for more images.

By the way, my toenail tips look so white because I had a French manicure on my toes at the time I went in the hospital. The tattoo on my right foot is in remembrance of my cousin Ryan Guay who was killed in a motorcycle accident while attending Harley Davidson motorcycle school in Florida. Ryan was a fun guy!

I’m just about to have the bandages on my feet changed. The left foot looks okay. Still tender and painful though.

Sutures always make an incision look scary. There are black stitches showing and iodine lotion plus a little dried blood. What you can’t see is how much it hurt.

The surgeon cuts off enough bone so that the skin from the back side of the foot can be brought up and over the toe to the front.

Even today when I try to use the treadmill, the bottom of my feet hurt. They are not completely healed.

As you can see, I’ve been through hell and fought my way back! Life lesson learned, the hard way! It has made me appreciate the little things in life and I’m grateful for them all! I always knew I was strong, but this just made me stronger! A HUGE price to pay, but I am still here and ready for my new adventures!

Thank you all!!