Possibly too graphic of a post, or a possible SPOILER of your lunch.
I have decided that my DD (dear doctor), probably studied medicine at a meat packing plant. This is by far, the most painful attack of MRSA I have had. Well, the attack in itself was painful enough; but once the "local" that the doctor's gave me wore off, I was in a great deal of pain all night long. The doctor has to open the infection so it can drain, and it certain did drain.
At four a.m. I knew that I wasn't going to go to work. As soon as I can, I will be trying to change the bandages, and then go to the grocery store.