Thursday in the middle of the day I discovered a largish (dime sized in diameter, and very raised and full) abscess on my leg near the shin. I have no idea where it came from, what happened, or anything, as by the time I noticed it, it was full grown enough to start applying for its own citizenship papers.
I lanced it, which was ugly. I emailed the HG to ask her opinion, because she just recently dealt with an abscess herself. She suggested that if it got worse, I go to the doctor, something I pretty much never do.
I’ve put peroxide, frankincense, and antibiotic ointment on it. It’s about the same. Today I asked the Equuschick her opinion- she’s our resident medic due to her long interest in all things medical (she read the five inch thick Mayo Clinic family health book from cover to cover when she was about ten), and her animal shelter work and so forth.
She thought it still looked swollen, red, and raw, but this was a diagnosis a child of 2 could make, it was so obvious. She said that I should listen to her sister and go to the doctor.
I demurred. “She said,” I explained, “to go to the doctor if it got worse. It’s not any worse. It’s just not any better.”
“Mom, if after 48 hours and multiple applications of antibiotic ointment and peroxide the best you can say is ‘it’s not worse,’ that’s sort of a textbook definition for GO TO THE DOCTOR.”
Updated to note: On Monday if it is still the same, I will make a doctor appointment. We happen to be out of raw honey, which is sad. We usually have it on hand. Tonight I applied a paste of turmeric and lavendar oil, and we shall see.
I will add it’s the same as it was *after* I lanced it on Thursday. That is, the huge infection nastiness isn’t back, but it’s still obviously got something going on, and the wound isn’t healing like I would have expected.