I offered them the list of all the appointments with the specialists dealing with Jay's issues. Right away Nurse Krystal started marking off the appointments one by one. "We won't be taking him here. We won't go to this appointment." Even his primary care doctor appointment was denied. When I asked why this was happening, I was told that Life Care would be his primary doctor while he was in their care. At the time I felt like they were the medical experts, so they know what is best. NOT!
On September 16th, they did transport him to Dr. Horn's office for follow-up from surgery. He didn't like the way Jay's foot was inflamed and he would have Dr. Schulman's office call with an appointment. When I told Nurse Krystal that he was to see Dr. Schulman, she informed me that Dr. Schulman would see him at Life Care, so it would not be necessary to go to his office. She also said Dr. Schulman was just a podiatrist and doesn't even do wound care. (I looked up Dr. Schulman on the internet and he is a wound care specialist, so someone lied to me.) Nurse Krystal also informed me that Life Care has their own wound care specialist. Once again I deferred to their "expert medical experience" on what was best for Jay. NEVER AGAIN!
Life Care had been keeping Jay's foot open to the air to heal. He had developed a blister on top of his foot which I assumed was from the Congestive Heart Failure. By the way, they were continuing to make him walk on this sore foot, and now every time he would return from therapy, his socks would be soaked with fluids and his feet would be sloshing in water collected in his shoes.
A day or so later, I walked into the room and Nurse Scott was scraping Jay's foot and cleaning off dead skin. He took some scissors he had in his pocket and cut off the skin that was covering the blister on top of Jay's foot. I was unable to see his wound after this, because they started covering it with dressing.
September 30th, I walked into his room to be sure they were getting him ready to go to Dr. Horn's office for another follow-up visit. They had the curtains pulled so I walked around the curtain and said, "what is going on?" Two nurses were dressing Jay's wound and seemed upset that I was there and seeing his foot. They asked, "who are you?" Jay in his jokester way said, "she's just the woman I live with."
The sight of his foot almost made me lose my breakfast. His foot was not just inflamed, but there was a huge, discolored infected-looking hole where the blister had been: