Coagulase negative staphylococcus. (Da da dum!)
The hospital cultured some of the fluid Dr L swabbed from inside the pocket of my right breast (that just sounds weird) and found staph growing in the petri dish. This isn't a surprise, since staph is the most common bacteria found on the outside of our skin. The infection seems to be retreating nicely in the face of the antibiotics that I am taking, so, we aren't very worried. Just good to know for sure. So no-one panic, please, that it is a crazy MRSA flesh eater. Mine appears to be susceptible to at least two classes of antibiotics.
Lynn's Immune System: 1
CNS: 0
Monday, March 24, 2008
Friday, March 21, 2008
Home Again, Home Again!
Jiggety jig!
I am thrilled to be ensconced in my very own chair, in my very own house, in my very own jammies. Zack - the hero driver - navigated us out of the hospital, north to the pharmacy, and home through the foot of snow. Many thanks to Danny next door for shoveling a path for us. We really do have the very best neighbors ever.
Only a minor insurance adventure at the pharmacy. Cigna didn't precertify the oral antibiotics, so the pharmacy wouldn't give them to us unless we pay retail ($2500). Quick calls to the discharge nurse and the amazing Dr. L. Cigna has gone home for the weekend, but LFH discharge nurse thinks she can get them to precertify the drugs on Monday. Pharmacist pulls out his hero badge and GIVES us three days of antibiotics to get us through until the certification. Zack runs out of the pharmacy with a sack full of meds, and whisks me home.
Although I was very well cared for at the hospital, and received lots of well wishes on my way out, I can hardly describe how unbelievably great it feels to be home. And, I'm wearing pants!
I am thrilled to be ensconced in my very own chair, in my very own house, in my very own jammies. Zack - the hero driver - navigated us out of the hospital, north to the pharmacy, and home through the foot of snow. Many thanks to Danny next door for shoveling a path for us. We really do have the very best neighbors ever.
Only a minor insurance adventure at the pharmacy. Cigna didn't precertify the oral antibiotics, so the pharmacy wouldn't give them to us unless we pay retail ($2500). Quick calls to the discharge nurse and the amazing Dr. L. Cigna has gone home for the weekend, but LFH discharge nurse thinks she can get them to precertify the drugs on Monday. Pharmacist pulls out his hero badge and GIVES us three days of antibiotics to get us through until the certification. Zack runs out of the pharmacy with a sack full of meds, and whisks me home.
Although I was very well cared for at the hospital, and received lots of well wishes on my way out, I can hardly describe how unbelievably great it feels to be home. And, I'm wearing pants!
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Going Walkies
I took myself for a quick walk around the floor this afternoon, and realized a few things:
Top ten signs you've spent too long in the hospital
1) You can say hello to most of the nurses by name.
2) Staff wave, call you by name, and wonder whether you are "having nice walkies?"
3) You forget you aren't wearing pants
4) Staff point you out as you go by to other patients as "that cute little cancer girl"
5) Jello, or no Jello? Serious deliberation
6) Staff start asking you real questions: "does the cancer hurt? was chemotherapy hard? you are so young, does your mom worry?" (everyone asks about your mom)
7) You run out of veins.
8) The routine begins to make sense.
9) Doctors forget why you were originally admitted.
10) Coming back to the room, you look for your housekeys to open the door.
Top ten signs you've spent too long in the hospital
1) You can say hello to most of the nurses by name.
2) Staff wave, call you by name, and wonder whether you are "having nice walkies?"
3) You forget you aren't wearing pants
4) Staff point you out as you go by to other patients as "that cute little cancer girl"
5) Jello, or no Jello? Serious deliberation
6) Staff start asking you real questions: "does the cancer hurt? was chemotherapy hard? you are so young, does your mom worry?" (everyone asks about your mom)
7) You run out of veins.
8) The routine begins to make sense.
9) Doctors forget why you were originally admitted.
10) Coming back to the room, you look for your housekeys to open the door.
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