Nadine had a wonderful visit with her friend Sylvia, who was home for college. After she came home the next day (Sunday Dec 20th), it turned out that she hadn't taken one of her important medicines in the morning. She told me she was self-conscious about taking medicines over there -- this surprised me as everyone there knows her well. Then, Nadine went to the orchestra rehearsal, and forgot again to take the medicine.
She also came home with gauze rather than the Allevan pad on her wound site. Yes it was almost healed, or maybe even all healed, but Beth Schempp, the wound care specialist, had said to leave it on. I told Nadine to please change it, and she went into the bathroom and changed the gauze to more gauze instead of the Allevan.
I asked myself if this worth risking a fight over, decided yes, and told her I wasn't driving the car until she put the Allevan pad on. I just couldn't in good conscience risk the wound getting infected after 5 months of taking care of it.
She blew up at me, big time -- raising her voice, the whole "nine yards".
Finally she allowed me to change the bandage -- the interaction turned into a miserable operation, even though it was a lot easier than it used to be when we had to swab out the mess. I tried to rinse the wound with saline, and it squirted all over the place. Nadine had left the proper tape at Sylvia's house, so we had to use something else.
I guess Nadine and I are "tied" now -- each of us had one "blow up".
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