You’ll get bacteria…

A few weeks ago one of the ladies at the gym convinced me to come play softball with them (they needed another girl on their co-ed team). It had been a long time since I played and honestly wondered if I was going to be able to still catch the ball or swing the bat the right way. The first game I played with them we got creamed. The second game I ended up playing short stop (not a favorite of mine, to hot in the pocket), getting a few good hits and we won the game. During that game however I feared for the lump on top of my shoulders and slid into second base with somewhat of a decent technique. Except I was wearing shorts and short socks so I got a nice scratch from my ankle up my leg to my knee. No big deal, I’ve had way worse. Washed it off and cleaned it up when I got home.

That was four weeks ago and the scrape on my knee just finally healed. Here’s why. After about a week the scratch got worse, red, hot, swollen. I kept cleaning it out and hoping for the best. I knew it was infected and needed more time to heal but by that weekend it actually got worse. That Saturday happened to be Warrior’s Weekend – so I was on a boat for 6 hours, no cel phone and a nasty swollen knee. No time to freak out but I’d honestly never had a “scrape” do something like that. All I could do was *get ready for the gross disclaimer* help it drain. By Sunday my knee actually felt better but I noticed my ankle was swollen (I chalked it up to the nice sunburn I got from wearing flip-flops).

Monday (a week and a half after the scrape) I was doing some work at our doctor’s office and had him look at it. You never want to hear a seasoned physician exclaim “Wow!” when looking at your leg. He noted it had really healed itself and sometimes swelling can happen when there is an infection nearby. He took a little q-tip sample, gave me a tetanus shot, and a ten day antibiotic. Thank goodness the barter system is still around.

I went on my way taking the pills twice a day until his PA called me on Friday and left me a message to return her call as soon as possible. I called back and she sounded urgent that I needed to get a new medicine to take because the staph infection was the antibiotic resistant strain or the type known in the media as MRSA. Holy Batcakes. I was a bit freaked, immediately not for me but the boys. I know it’s contagious and I had it for a week or so before I even knew! Here is a valuable lesson – never research a diagnosis online. You’ll get all the crazy’s answers and end up tripping yourself out. Thank goodness for a grounded husband.

I spent that weekend stripping sheets and blankets and washing, and dis-infecting, etc. I’ve also spent the last week with a tube of Neosporin taped to my hand. Kidding, sort of. Making the boys let me check them over in the morning and at night for any cuts etc. I read a lot of health care professionals opinions and it’s apparently common and although they are exposed to it regularly they are healthy. I’m glad I’m in better shape than I have been in awhile, I think that contributed to the healing. The antibiotics though – Tetracycline and Bactrim really kicked my butt. The first few days they made me tired, really tired and extremely sensitive to the sun. So much so that my arms which were exposed to the sun while we finished the barn got a nasty heat rash on them (that faded after three days).

I have one more pill of the Bactrim to take and I’m done. I hope I never have to deal with it again. Not so much for my sake but for the sake of my family. I am so worried about them getting ill, it was no fun and I don’t want them to have to go through it. I have become a little more Monkish in keeping the house cleaned up and hopefully after a few weeks I won’t freak out everytime someone gets a scratch… Now that I am bacteria free hopefully things will go back to normal!

A few weeks ago one of the ladies at the gym convinced me to come play softball with them (they needed another girl on their co-ed team). It had been a long time since I played and honestly wondered if I was going to be able to still catch the ball or swing the bat the right way. The first game I played with them we got creamed. The second game I ended up playing short stop (not a favorite of mine, to hot in the pocket), getting a few good hits and we won the game. During that game however I feared for the lump on top of my shoulders and slid into second base with somewhat of a decent technique. Except I was wearing shorts and short socks so I got a nice scratch from my ankle up my leg to my knee. No big deal, I’ve had way worse. Washed it off and cleaned it up when I got home.

That was four weeks ago and the scrape on my knee just finally healed. Here’s why. After about a week the scratch got worse, red, hot, swollen. I kept cleaning it out and hoping for the best. I knew it was infected and needed more time to heal but by that weekend it actually got worse. That Saturday happened to be Warrior’s Weekend – so I was on a boat for 6 hours, no cel phone and a nasty swollen knee. No time to freak out but I’d honestly never had a “scrape” do something like that. All I could do was *get ready for the gross disclaimer* help it drain. By Sunday my knee actually felt better but I noticed my ankle was swollen (I chalked it up to the nice sunburn I got from wearing flip-flops).

Monday (a week and a half after the scrape) I was doing some work at our doctor’s office and had him look at it. You never want to hear a seasoned physician exclaim “Wow!” when looking at your leg. He noted it had really healed itself and sometimes swelling can happen when there is an infection nearby. He took a little q-tip sample, gave me a tetanus shot, and a ten day antibiotic. Thank goodness the barter system is still around.

I went on my way taking the pills twice a day until his PA called me on Friday and left me a message to return her call as soon as possible. I called back and she sounded urgent that I needed to get a new medicine to take because the staph infection was the antibiotic resistant strain or the type known in the media as MRSA. Holy Batcakes. I was a bit freaked, immediately not for me but the boys. I know it’s contagious and I had it for a week or so before I even knew! Here is a valuable lesson – never research a diagnosis online. You’ll get all the crazy’s answers and end up tripping yourself out. Thank goodness for a grounded husband.

I spent that weekend stripping sheets and blankets and washing, and dis-infecting, etc. I’ve also spent the last week with a tube of Neosporin taped to my hand. Kidding, sort of. Making the boys let me check them over in the morning and at night for any cuts etc. I read a lot of health care professionals opinions and it’s apparently common and although they are exposed to it regularly they are healthy. I’m glad I’m in better shape than I have been in awhile, I think that contributed to the healing. The antibiotics though – Tetracycline and Bactrim really kicked my butt. The first few days they made me tired, really tired and extremely sensitive to the sun. So much so that my arms which were exposed to the sun while we finished the barn got a nasty heat rash on them (that faded after three days).

I have one more pill of the Bactrim to take and I’m done. I hope I never have to deal with it again. Not so much for my sake but for the sake of my family. I am so worried about them getting ill, it was no fun and I don’t want them to have to go through it. I have become a little more Monkish in keeping the house cleaned up and hopefully after a few weeks I won’t freak out everytime someone gets a scratch… Now that I am bacteria free hopefully things will go back to normal!

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