I awoke yesterday morning and realized that there was something wrong with my right leg - my good leg! I only had to look once to realize that I had once again been struck with MRSA. This was probably the worst (and scarriest) of the outbreaks. The entire back of the lower part of my leg was swollen and hard as a rock. Also, a very charming shade of red
I tried to get into see my doctor, but the whiole clinic was a zoo, and they said that they would not be able to see my until late yesterday afternoon. I knew I couldn't wait for that, so my friend Cynthia called and I pressed her into service to take me to the ER. I had hoped that possibly my miracle worker surgeon might be on call yesterday, but no such luck. Everybody from this hospital;s ER should be givien medals of service. From the moment we drove up, they grabbed a wheelchair for me, and took me inside to the ER. Surpisingly for a hospital that is located on Tacoma's (In)Famous Hilltop area, there were very few people waiting to be seen ahead of me. After about twenty minutes, they took me back to own private ER room. The nurse that I was assigned was hystercial. She and I hit off like two peas in a pod. Then the doctor came in........... Let me just say that he seemed to be a very knowldedgeable and skilled doctor. He did numb my leg before he began cutting, so it wasn't too terrible at first. However the deeper he cut, the more I felt. Then the nurse came in and bandaged my leg, told me to stay off of it with my leg elevated thru Wedneday and then to check back with my own doctor.
So I will see my doctor tomorrow, and then can hopefully go back to work on Thursday. Another three days of leave without pay!