It started Christmas Eve of 2010 and luckily we both had the day off of work. My wife started to complain about a pain in her leg and let it go until about 3p. This is when the real fun began because we were due at Christmas Mass with my folks at 4p with party afterwards. Into the car with all the presents we go.. Next stop ER.
So we get to the ER sign in have the vitals and such checked then to the waiting room. We are taken in a about 20 minutes later and are seen by a couple of ER doctors a very pleasant patient admin.
Now around 4:30p the on-call doctor come in and the story stays the same and my wife tells it again:
The pain started a few days ago and I have been in physical therapy so my husband said maybe the pulled something or stretched something to far.
Thats the main part. The on-call looks at the spot and says it is slightly red and looks like cellulitis but was not going to say it was for sure. My wife looked disappointed and not extremely happy because this would be infection number 14. So her and the on-call talk about it and decide what they are going to do. The on-call consulted the ER doctor and decided to give her Cephlax - not to be used until redness is seen - and a pain medicine.
About 5p we are out the door of the ER and on our way to my parents for the Christmas Party.
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The story does not end here, which I will tell the tale in my next update. I want to take a moment at the end of each post and talk about what I do and how I deal.
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As a Diabetic Adjacent I can tell how much pain she is in and can not fully comprehend the infection. However, I know how deadly it can be because I know someone that has died from it. Now with that said, it is hard to think about because we are talking about someone you love and care for. To think that a simple skin infection to have that much power is something hard to believe.
I just rolled with this one because I have seen the medicine work before so all would be right with the world. I have to be honest I do not know how I felt about this. On one hand I want her to suck it up and deal and we will get through it. On the other if it was cellulitis it would mean a lot of bed rest with legs elevated until said infection goes away. Luckily it had not come to that… yet! (hint hint for the next post)
After I dropped her off at the ER door I parked the car and before getting out smacked the steering wheel looked up to the roof of the car and asked ‘Why? Why us? Seriously.’. Of course there was no answer but I sat for a moment, took a deep breathe and went into the ER to find her.
We went in and I did not know what to expect. Thoughts of them keeping her over night or admitting her went through my head. Not something I wanted to do Christmas Eve. I wanted to be with family and exchange gifts. Selfish, yes… but taking care of the one I love comes first. So to cope I look at all the wonderful medical stuff that is in the bay like tape, gauze squares and other fun things!
I think more relief came when I knew that we would not be staying the night.
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