At home for the time being Nasty pictures of my legs

In November 2015 I was released from the hospital even though I begged my doctor to stay since I felt that I was about to get a backlash.
She told me that I was only getting better and that I could not stay there forever.

I have never wanted to stay there forever but I wanted to be healthy when I got back home.

I was'nt.

I celibrated Yule and christmas with my mom and sister, then I got to be at home for my Birthday. I have not been at home for that in 3 years.

My cats was really happy to see me and I was thrilled to meet them and cuddle.

The backlash came with a vengage.... I was admitted for 3 days and they "cleaned out" the wounds the night I got admitted..  I thought that if they were going to clean out the wounds that they would remove the pseudomonas so that all the green layers would be removed and I could leave with clean wounds.
But no.
The wounds was made larger and deeper.

And now I am redressing my legs three times a week at my health clinic.
I was there today and since monday the wounds are containing more dead and infected tissue so they sat with a scissor clipping away the dead tissue, it looked like wormpoo...

The pictures are from the hospital and when the wounds grew here at home.

I bet that they will send me to the hospital again because this is going to take some real surgery...  I hate it but I love my pets and I want as much time with them as possible.

I could deny care and stay at home wich would lead to my kidneys failing, after that the liver will fail because of all the shit in my blood and when I then get bloodpoisening it will take at the most two weeks before I dont wake up again.

It is an option but I am to stubborn to give up especially as they have come to the conclusion that the hell I am living come from the surgery -09 and that someone scratched themself and stuck their hands back in to my stomach.

I would die a happy woman if they got fired, reprimanded anything that prove that I have been right all along.

I am also, as I am at home, fighting with social services to get assistance with food money....  I am constantly stressed and I get anxiety attacks at least four times a day... Mostly more.

Send healing thoughts //Love Veronica