I have a small pharmacy’s worth of wound care supplies in our bathroom closet. Various types of gauze, bandages, dressings, ointments, tapes, heating pads, you-name-it, it’s there, the cumulation of decades of experimenting. For my very sensitive finger ulcers, I’ve found one particular brand of bandages that work best—Coverlet. They make a range of sizes, and my favorites are 3/4″ x 3″. They come in boxes of 100, and I order 10 boxes at a time.
Usually, I manage to order more before I run out. But not this past week. I haven’t needed to use as many bandages daily since my hand surgery (fewer ulcers because all the trouble spots have been amputated), so I’ve gotten a bit lax about reordering. I also mistakenly thought I still had some left, because the boxes were stacked on top of some other Coverlet boxes of different sized bandages that I rarely use.
Oops. Big time.
The issue is that these bandages are made of very soft fabric; I have never found anything like them in stores. They breathe and are comfortable all day long. As soon as I realized I had used my last bandage on Friday morning, I ordered another set of 10 boxes and grudgingly paid a steep rush fee. But the soonest I could get a guaranteed delivery was by this Tuesday.
What to do? I spent about a half hour online, researching fabric bandages. Fortunately, I found some decent substitutes at Target. Years ago, I used to buy generic fabric bandages from CVS or Target, but then they changed the specs and the fabric was coated with some kind of stiffening compound that rendered them useless for me. It seems that, in years since, these generics are no longer coated. The offending substance apparently was Latex, which many people are allergic to.
A couple of small boxes of the generic bandages did the trick over the weekend, although my thumb ulcer was not terribly happy with the alternative; the surrounding skin seemed more irritated. Fortunately, my shipment arrived early, on Monday morning, just after I had finished getting ready for the day. It was well worth the extra time to remove the substitute dressings and replace them with my good bandages. Immediately, my thumb felt better.
Before I stored the boxes in the closet, I marked the bottom two: “Second to last/Reorder” and “Last Box!”
Sometimes, the smallest details make the biggest difference.
Evelyn Herwitz blogs weekly about living fully with chronic disease, the inside of baseballs, turtles and frogs, J.S. Bach, the meaning of life and whatever else she happens to be thinking about at livingwithscleroderma.com.