I just got back from the hospital. Robert was admitted today (after we’d spent the entire day, since 8:00 a.m., in triage). Yes, he’s got gas gangrene, one of the many complications of diabetes. The look on the young (cute) doctor’s face said it all. He said that if there is bone involvement, thenthe foot, or part of it, may go, and more likely than not, at least the toe. Geesh, we just had this scare not too long ago. Robert has an “invincibility” complex. Nothing bad ever happens to him. Hopefully, he’ll weather this. Maybe he’ll think twice about taking care of his feet, or what’s left of them.
So I’ll be in and out of the hospital over the next few days.