Remember the two wraps, one on each leg? Last night, I couldn't take it anymore. I was in bed, trying to go to sleep, and I started crying. My legs were itching. I hated the wraps. I couldn't get comfortable. Finally, at 12:15, I got up and cut the right one off. The left one, which is the worst one, is still on and will be until my appointment tomorrow.
It was such a relief to have that one off! I slept better than I have since they put them both on. It is so hard to get comfortable with one wrap on, much less with two!
This morning, I went out to Mom's car and got my compression sock and the contact-layer medicine stuff out of her glove box and put those on. I'm still compressed, just not as firmly. And that spot was almost gone anyway, thank goodness! So maybe they won't suggest a rewrap tomorrow.