This entire story starts with a leg injury that requires surgery.
I got a set of Heely's. The next day, I was riding them and broke my leg. I unfortunately decided that it couldn't be broken, and having no medical insurance, I didn't go to the hospital. I walked on it for two weeks. I couldn't walk any more, the pain was too excruciating. So I went to the hospital, got an x-ray, and they decided I needed surgery.
72 hours later, I was in Pre-op in the largest hospital in Memphis, TN.
So, I got my leg cut open and a titanium plate was affixed to my bone with 7 screws. 6 to hold the plate, one through the fracture.
I go home, and care for my cast to make sure no water gets in. Don’t want an infection, you know. Well, I was taking a shower with my mom and dad helping me, and my cast gets wet on the inside. I didn’t really realize it until my incision was ON FIRE and it felt like it was leaking something into my cast. Went back to the local hospital, and this is what they found upon removing my cast: A large, red, inflamed incision, staples practically bursting out, and pus leaking out everywhere.
So then I am screwed (quite literally, haha metal pun). I have a huge infection, so I receive a large shot in the bum bum and a few pills to take at home. I start taking the antibiotics and the rest of my painkillers. The infection goes away very slowly, but not before looking like this: dried pus all over it and purple.
I get my staples removed, I get in another cast (by the way, I was allergic to the coating on the staples so I have a giant zipper-like scar on my leg now.) and everything’s hunky dory. Everything was fine until that fateful day three months later. I had to get my wisdom teeth removed because they were causing my teeth to crowd. Little did I know that I had an infected ingrown hair under my arm. Well the anesthesia from the wisdom tooth surgery broke the pus core in that infection, and it started filling my arm.
I find out that I am infected with MRSA. Super Staph. It’s killed a lot of people. I was scared. But a few days and 20 VERY painful IV antibiotic treatments later, I’m feeling better, my arm’s drained out, and they cut the pus core out, so the infection is gone. Only problem is that I can never take another medicine with “cillin” at the end of it, because it will only exacerbate every condition I attempt to treat with it.
