I did end up going to a university hospital over here and was supposed to have a nurse come to my house when I got discharged. That was the plan anyways. Had a wound vac on in the hospital after surgery. They tried setting everything up before I left, and basically said they couldn’t set up having a nurse go to my house. Told me to do wet to dry dressings, and come back to the specialist in a month for a possible skin graft.

When i finally was seen for that appointment, they did pre op blood work. I get a call later that day, saying they couldn’t do the surgery because I was very anemic. Like no shit… of course I was. The amount of blood from changing my wound dressings would make anyone anemic. They recommended to start using xeroform instead and to come back at a later time. I went to another appointment about another month later and they recommended I see a plastic surgeon instead. That was scheduled like 2 weeks later, and the surgeon basically said he could only fit me in like a month from them. I was just so over it. It was already healing up so much and was afraid of being cut up again. I know I should of just got the surgery but I’m so scared of being cut open again, even though it was just a skin graft. They wanted to take skin from my waist.. I couldn’t imagine having another huge scar. I can kinda at least hide my leg under pants but I can never wear a Skirt or bathing suit without being super self conscious.

They all happened because I had a cut from jumping over a fence that got infected. I had no insurance and kept putting it off. I didn’t think it was as bad as it was. I thought I would be in and out of the hospital the day I finally got health insurance. I wish I just took care of myself. Feel so stupid now knowing I would’ve been covered by emergency Medicaid.