Well, I learned all about what "wound care" means in 2024. It means, "Let's see how many sketchy looking strangers doing nothing we can get into the patient's house, poking and peering through everything she owns, wandering around her bedroom and everywhere else for no reason, while doing nothing and invading her privacy as much as possible".
Yes I'm cynical.
They did not even BOTHER to wash or rinse off the wounds on either leg. Just left the scabs, layers of dried lotion, and dried blood where they were. Not even a damp washcloth. They had a spray bottle of lidocaine and gave a couple of spritzes (missing the wound). No debridement. Then they put a one-size-fits-all elastic ("Ace" looking) bandage on the leg, covered it with a second one-size-fits-all bandage made of elastic white nylon webbing, and that was it.
Now, I have to call into their central office and make three appointments per week for skilled nursing to come back into my bedroom and change both elastic bandages (which could be done by a four-year-old if given the bandages).
The "doctor" did not understand that a week ago my legs were fine, even after being told repeatedly the whole time he was there. Thought it was chronic and needed more ultrasound scans. Hmm.
What a waste of insurance/Medicare money.