December 30, 2009
I just realized why I’ve been so cranky this afternoon. Not only am I sporting my giant arm bandages after my morning therapy to combat lymphedema, but my lymphedema therapist taped my chest up to boot. So the kinesio tape is ripping the scar tissue off my chest as I type, trying to concentrate on extracting effective management techniques utilized while designing and developing solar system exploration missions … and it’s distracting.
Am very, very tempted to call it a night and go watch tv or something instead.
(never heard of kinesio tape? click the link. it’s weirdly awesome.)
September 15, 2008
… and even the yard is not safe from my merciless hand. Having ruthlessly pruned the blueberries, blackberries, and the butterfly bushes during last week’s stress, the overgrown forsythia became the object of my wrath this weekend.
And the hand itself, now suffering from a bug bite or a touch of poision ivy that can’t escape because of the lymphedema problem. My hand swelled up in response, turning red, puffy, and painful. Doc says it’s just an infection and antibiotics will clear it up. Nothing to worry about, but it does kind of show you what I’m talking about when I say lymphedema in the fingers and hand. This is what it looked like, 2 hours after I got bitten/exposed to poison ivy:
lymphedema in right pointer finger
Again, nothing to worry about. Just wanted to put it out there in case people were wondering what on earth I meant.