VERY URGENT PRAYER REQUEST

I am very worried about my 6 year old grandson, 'Big Boy'. My daughter, Whit, called me this past Saturday morning because she had grown concerned about a place on his leg. Apparently, at some point last week, Big Boy developed a 'bump' on his leg that looked like a small spider bite. As most kids do, he had been scratching and picking at it. It finally managed to scab over but then Big Boy picked that off, too. When Whit called, she was very worried because the 'bump' had grown in size and had become very 'black and yucky looking'. Since it was the weekend, she was having a hard time locating a facility that was open and staffed with a physician on a Saturday.

I was also quite concerned because what she was describing sounded very much like a very serious staph infection, possibly even MRSA. I had seen so much of that in my many years in the medical field. We saw a ton of it over the last few years that I worked in a family practice office, as it had made its way from the hospital setting into the community setting. I advised Whit that I thought it would be best to go ahead and take Big Boy on to the ER so he could be seen ASAP. She agreed and said she would call me later with any news.

A couple hours later, Whit called back to tell me that Big Boy did indeed have a bacterial infection, but that it was being diagnosed as CELLULITIS. They did not do the test for MRSA. They just went ahead and prescribed oral antibiotics. They said if it did not improve quickly, they would have to proceed to the stronger antibiotics via IV. I immediately started asking family and friends for prayer at that time. After that, I did not hear anything else from her until this afternoon. I had been hoping and praying that everything was going well with the antibiotics. I really wasn't sure though since I hadn't heard from her and there had been very little activity on her Facebook.

Apparently, though, Big Boy started running a fever of 103 and began vomiting very early this morning. His mom thought his leg had gotten worse and she took him back to the ER. However, this time he was diagnosed as having the H1N1 Flu.

I feel SO bad for Big Boy. He HAS to be absolutely miserable. I also feel sorry for his mommy. It is so terrible to watch our children when they are sick and it is especially difficult when you know they have an illness(es) that is potentially dangerous. It is a very helpless feeling.

So, this request comes from the very bottom of my heart! Will you PLEASE commit to helping me pray for my grandson until he is well again? It would really mean so very much to me...and to his mom, I'm sure. I do not get to see Big Boy very often but I love him so much, just the same.

I promise to keep you updated on his status. As I hear, you will also.

Thanks so very much!

SICK AND TIRED of being SICK AND TIRED

(Warning: Some readers may find the photos in this post to be a bit, um, gross.  Just a heads up!)

As some of you may know, I have been really sick over the last couple of weeks.  Well, sicker than normal for me.  It all started last September when I had surgery to have a PORT-A-CATH placed in my left upper chest so that I could continue to receive IV fluids of Normal Saline on a regular basis.  Normal Saline has lots of salt and is supposed to help keep my vascular space more full. This in turn is supposed to keep my blood pressure a little higher and help keep me from passing out when I stand….at least that’s the theory.  We have been doing this for over a year, but in the beginning we had to use peripheral sites like my hands, wrists, forearms, upper arms, etc.  We even had to resort to using my lower extremities because we ran out of anything to use elsewhere.

 (Here’s an IV in my ankle. Click on picture to enlarge.)

I just didn’t have any useful veins left.  Plus, I wound up with a blood clot in my right leg which was thought to possibly be related to  one of the IV sites in my ankle  and/or a very long car ride to and from VANDERBILT UNIVERSITY MEDICAL CENTER where I receive some of my care.  So, as an absolute last resort,  I had my very first port put in on September 22nd of last year, which was my husband’s and my 18th wedding anniversary.  Wow, what an awesome anniversary present, huh?!?

 (Here’s an example of what my port looks like.   The circular part is called the portal and has a silicone bubble (the septum) for needle insertion.  The long, skinny tube is a catheter that runs from the portal and is inserted into a large vein.  Once inserted, the tip of the catheter sits just inside the superior vena cava, just upstream from the right atrium of the heart.)    

The surgery went fine.  It only took about 15 minutes in the operating room (OR) under CONSCIOUS SEDATION and then it was in.  After that, everything went fine with the port until April 20th when I suddenly became very, very sick.  Every time we would flush my port or begin to run any fluids through it, approximately 20-30 minutes later, I would have extremely violent chills and my temperature would spike very high.  At first, we did not realize the connection with the port so I had several of these horrible episodes and each one was worse than the one before it.  At one point my fever was 105.  After several days, it was determined that my port was infected and that I was SEPTIC.  Each time we used the port, small pieces of bacteria  were breaking off and going out into my system and then I would have that horrible reaction.  I don’t think I’ve ever been that sick in my life! 

I spent 5 days in the hospital on IV antibiotics and fluids.  They had to do their very best to use peripheral sites again because of the port being infected.  My veins are so poor and they just would not tolerate an IV for long, especially with all the strong antibiotics and the Phenergan I needed for nausea and vomiting.  They finally determined that I had E-coli growing in my port.  That was very unusual as ports that are infected usually grow much different bacteria.  The doctors explained that I apparently had  E-coli somewhere else in my body and that the bacteria got into my bloodstream and then started to colonize in my port.  So, on April 28th, they finally took the port out and let me come home that day.

Once I was home, I had a bad reaction to the surgical dressing.   I am allergic to most all tapes.  All the skin around my surgical site had become extremely raw and was really hurting.  We weren’t supposed to remove the dressing but we just had to. 

(Here’s what my surgical site looked like a couple of days after surgery.  YUCK!)

After some much needed recovery time, I went back in on May 22nd to have another port placed, this time on the right side of my chest.  Everything went fairly well until Tuesday, June 30th.   Then, we started all over again with chills and fever.  I will tell you more about that in my next post.

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Have a wonderfully blessed day! 

(You may click on any of the photos on my blog to enlarge them.)