Kayelle
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- Location
- California, southern central coast
Hello friends..
Two days ago I came home from the hospital where I spent nearly a week, and I’m now safely on the mend at home. The final diagnosis was “Nasal Cellulitis”. It is a painful skin infection that happens when bacteria enter a break in your skin, and it can become life-threatening if left untreated. I’m so thankful they finally found the magic recipe to cure it, as for a while it looked like it could have been MRSA.
(MRSA (Methicillin-Resistant Staphylococcus Aureus). Infections range from mild to very serious, even life- threatening. MRSA is contagious and can be spread to other people through skin-to- skin contact.) Thankfully, it was not MRSA.
Anybody not interested in the gory details can stop reading now. Wink Wink.
Anyway, the whole thing started on Sep. 30th when I woke up to what looked like a big pimple right on the tip of my nose. It hurt like the dickens and the next day, and it felt and looked more like a boil. On Mon. it was even worse with more eruptions that looked the same as the first. Tues and Wed. my Dr. was not in, but I sent a picture of my very painful nose to his office, and she made an appointment for me to see him the following morning on Thurs. He gave me a big bootie shot of antibiotic, along with pills.
The next day the entire lower nose, including the nostrils was under attack with the same. I was told to get myself to the ER and Bowmore (DH) had to leave me at the front door because of the Covid crisis. I can’t even explain how scared I was, since I’ve taken every possible precaution to not be even remotely exposed to it. Without my Steve by my side I felt soooo lost. It was time for me to be brave, and I really tried after giving my bottom lip a hard bite.
I was immediately tested for covid, and it was negative.
The nightmare began when the needles started. I’m what’s known as a very “hard stick” and getting an IV line started in each arm with several attempts by three different people was hell to put it bluntly. The needle sticks for blood draws, (often every two hours) continued for the rest of my time there. The worst one was a needle stick in the big Arthritic joint of my thumb. DANG All the black and blue marks on my arms and hands will go away with time.
They put me in a private (beautiful room with a view) at the end of the day to continue trying to figure this thing out. I had pain like my nose had been attacked by a swarm of honey bee stings and the pain continued. That’s the best way I can think of to describe it. I had high powered pain killers available if requested, but most of the time I gritted my teeth because of the possible Opioid addiction I’d never want to deal with.
Anyway, Back home now, Bowmore made a spread sheet for the many oral medications to be taken for the next week or so. I have a follow up office appointment with the infectious diseases Dr. who was just one of the many Drs. who took such good care of me.
Just one more point…
I have a theory of why this may have happened, if anyone is interested. It was brought to my attention by Joey, my son.
I seldom have to wear a mask, as I hardly ever leave the house except for Dr. appointments. I would never think of going without one when is needed, as I know they save lives.
The end of Aug. I needed three day battery of tests for my heart on an out patient basis.(Good results). I wore my cloth mask on every day then.
My possible theory has not been discounted by the medical staff onboard.
There could have been a nasty bug inside my mask that infected the tip of my nose.
Nobody will ever know for sure, but I will never wear my cloth mask more than once before it has been thoroughly sanitized before it’s worn again.
I came home and added a solution of water and alcohol to a zip lock baggie, and soaked the mask for several hours, and then washed it by hand to dry. That’s something to think about. Bowmore will do the same with his.
The bottom line is “being paranoid does not mean someone or something isn’t really out get you”.
.
Two days ago I came home from the hospital where I spent nearly a week, and I’m now safely on the mend at home. The final diagnosis was “Nasal Cellulitis”. It is a painful skin infection that happens when bacteria enter a break in your skin, and it can become life-threatening if left untreated. I’m so thankful they finally found the magic recipe to cure it, as for a while it looked like it could have been MRSA.
(MRSA (Methicillin-Resistant Staphylococcus Aureus). Infections range from mild to very serious, even life- threatening. MRSA is contagious and can be spread to other people through skin-to- skin contact.) Thankfully, it was not MRSA.
Anybody not interested in the gory details can stop reading now. Wink Wink.
Anyway, the whole thing started on Sep. 30th when I woke up to what looked like a big pimple right on the tip of my nose. It hurt like the dickens and the next day, and it felt and looked more like a boil. On Mon. it was even worse with more eruptions that looked the same as the first. Tues and Wed. my Dr. was not in, but I sent a picture of my very painful nose to his office, and she made an appointment for me to see him the following morning on Thurs. He gave me a big bootie shot of antibiotic, along with pills.
The next day the entire lower nose, including the nostrils was under attack with the same. I was told to get myself to the ER and Bowmore (DH) had to leave me at the front door because of the Covid crisis. I can’t even explain how scared I was, since I’ve taken every possible precaution to not be even remotely exposed to it. Without my Steve by my side I felt soooo lost. It was time for me to be brave, and I really tried after giving my bottom lip a hard bite.
I was immediately tested for covid, and it was negative.
The nightmare began when the needles started. I’m what’s known as a very “hard stick” and getting an IV line started in each arm with several attempts by three different people was hell to put it bluntly. The needle sticks for blood draws, (often every two hours) continued for the rest of my time there. The worst one was a needle stick in the big Arthritic joint of my thumb. DANG All the black and blue marks on my arms and hands will go away with time.
They put me in a private (beautiful room with a view) at the end of the day to continue trying to figure this thing out. I had pain like my nose had been attacked by a swarm of honey bee stings and the pain continued. That’s the best way I can think of to describe it. I had high powered pain killers available if requested, but most of the time I gritted my teeth because of the possible Opioid addiction I’d never want to deal with.
Anyway, Back home now, Bowmore made a spread sheet for the many oral medications to be taken for the next week or so. I have a follow up office appointment with the infectious diseases Dr. who was just one of the many Drs. who took such good care of me.
Just one more point…
I have a theory of why this may have happened, if anyone is interested. It was brought to my attention by Joey, my son.
I seldom have to wear a mask, as I hardly ever leave the house except for Dr. appointments. I would never think of going without one when is needed, as I know they save lives.
The end of Aug. I needed three day battery of tests for my heart on an out patient basis.(Good results). I wore my cloth mask on every day then.
My possible theory has not been discounted by the medical staff onboard.
There could have been a nasty bug inside my mask that infected the tip of my nose.
Nobody will ever know for sure, but I will never wear my cloth mask more than once before it has been thoroughly sanitized before it’s worn again.
I came home and added a solution of water and alcohol to a zip lock baggie, and soaked the mask for several hours, and then washed it by hand to dry. That’s something to think about. Bowmore will do the same with his.
The bottom line is “being paranoid does not mean someone or something isn’t really out get you”.
.
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Ouch Kayelle, what an ordeal! So sorry, but happy you're getting better!
, the pain must have been horrendous , are you still in some level of pain ?
