I forgot a few details!

DH has the MRSA strain of staph. It is disgusting!


Please be careful and wash your hands and if you notice any strange pimples/growths watch out, that's how it starts. Don't Pop them, even though it is so much fun to pop pimples :)


While in the hospital, D was on 2 different IV anti-biotics. Now that he is home, he's taking bact.rim. We are monitoring his temp. and cleaning his growths twice a day.


I am so grateful that D's infection was caught early, he never ran a temperature and it never got into his blood stream. The growths are closing and drying up.


We have no idea how he contracted it. The first growth showed up about 2 and 1/2 weeks after his surgery. Did he get it from the surgery? They can't say. I did call his MFI Dr.'s office and spoke to his nurse a few times since DH was hospitalized. They are aware of the MRSA and I hope they will take necessary precautions.


I have turned into a lysol and anti-bacterial wipe freak! I've given myself a headache from all the spraying.

I just hope D can put this all behind him and move forward with mTESE, he was so ready to be done the other night in the hospital. I hope it was the drugs talking :(

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I just need to get this out. I know that we haven't dealt with huge illnesses or anything like that but this last month has been so hard. I hate seeing DH in pain and I just hope and pray things turn around very soon.

His family (who are in general not super supportive) have been driving me nuts!! Calling and wondering why they weren't told about his hospitalization. DH doesn't turn to them when he needs support, why would I? (he didn't ask me to call them) They were not welcoming to me at all when we started dating, D had to beg them to come to my bridal shower (even though we have gone to every occasion they have ever had) and some of them were still undecided about coming to our wedding the day before. They just can't decide they all of a sudden want to be my friend and they want to be there for us. (his mom passed away when he was 19, his dad is not in the picture and D is the youngest of 12) I know that I need to let go of my anger towards them but it hurts. I never did anything to them but be nice and love their brother. It was so weird for me, my family is so loud and welcoming that I still feel strange around them.

And what was so annoying was they weren't even asking how we were doing, they were asking why we didn't call them! Hello, this is not about you! Ok vent over.