Osteomyelitis

Osteomyelitis, Part 4: Are we in a Roundabout?

It’s been six months since Duckie’s last surgery; now three years since she began her “My Legs Hurt,” chronic complaint.  If you are catching up, here’s Parts 1, 2, and 3.

Duckie with one of her favorite Chicago Sky Players
Duckie with one of her favorite Chicago Sky Players

Duckie’s went back to see Dr. Bone.  Why?  Because Dr. Bone and Dr. Traumbone merged practices.  Dr. Bone greats us like long, lost friends.  He looks at Duckie’s leg, he has her walk, he takes X-rays.  Everything is as good as…  Well, everything is good. 

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Part 2: Osteomyelitis, Solving a Health Care Puzzle

Recovery from Osteomyelitis is no picnic. I find out there is no such thing as a cure. Duckie will always be considered infected, to some unknown degree. First, I find that out, then I find out other things. We’re in and out of stories, and around the bush and back. I’m happy I have a sense of humor and some training in problem solving: Asking 5 Whys, Root Cause Analysis, Pareto Charting, Process Mapping.

For those of you just tuning in to Duckie’s story please click this link for Part One, “WII:osteomyelitis as Veterans:Duckie (Putting a Healthcare Puzzle Together)”

Sky Game
Duckie and Mr. Incredible at a Chicago Sky Game. Duckie is an avid fan.

 

A quick aside: Duckie married a mildly mentally impaired man, Mr. Incredible. They live with us until the two of them get annoyed with Loved One and me. They stay with Mr. Incredible’s parents until the same happens over there. Duckie stays with me while she recuperates. Mr. Incredible visits. He needs predictability. Nothing is predictable here.

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