He had to go back to see the plastic surgeon today - it was the first time he's actually seen his leg. It's BAD.
The skin-graft is HUGE. He's got the expected large ugly straight scar on the medial (inner) side, but the graft is basically on the front-outer side of his shin, and a fair bit larger than my hand with fingers together. It's still swollen to a surprising degree - considering the injury happened on the 9th - and this makes the graft seem even uglier... The best way I know to describe the situation is that medically speaking, I don't think it could look any better, but cosmetically speaking it's hard to imagine how it could look a lot worse.
I vividly remember the first time I saw my leg post-accident/post-fasciotomy/post-graft, and seeing the evidence of the same sort of emotions on his face caused me to need to leave the room for a minute...


On the other hand, it's now clear to him just how badly he's actually hurt himself. He's now much more serious about proper precautions, much more inclined to keep it elevated as he should, much less likely to try to pretend "it's just a flesh-wound." I've been worried because "he just doesn't GET it" and now I almost wish he didn't...
OTOH, he's also showing determination to care for himself. When we got home, he got in his wheelchair (the one he gave me 9 kinds of fit over getting in the first place) and insisted on fixing his own snack, learning how to maneuver and manage in a seated position. He also asked me to "spot" him (for safety) on the stairs - instead of rolling his eyes as he'd done previously. Though it may SOUND like he's resigning himself, the actual effect is much more positive - he now seems to understand that he's really quite seriously injured, but is demonstrating determination to beat it and keep on keeping on... This is a very different thing than the sort of cocksure, cavalier attitude he'd demonstrated before, and I believe actually is a positive development.
The other concern is that he has a pressure-sore on the top side of his foot. All the medical-folk seemed most concerned about this - they want me to check it several times per day, though I'm to only change the dressings on his graft and etc. once. Needless to say, I'm going to be keeping a close eye on this, and we'll be making a quick trip back to Balboa if I see any worsening at all...
Anyhow, that's pretty much my day. I've still got some errands to run, and will try to check in later...
Thanks again for all the prayers - this would be a good time to pray (or "think good thoughts") for his mind as well as his body...
DD
* ancient Chinese curse: "May you live in interesting times..."