This was kind of a scary week. A small bump on my ankle which I completely disregarded last week, suddenly blew up into a huge, oozing, necrotizing animal that started to eat my leg. After several trips to urgent care, and a couple of ineffective antibiotics, I eventually landed in the ER. After determining it was a highly infected spider bite, I’ve finally got the right mix of medicines and I seem to be on the mend, although the thought of a venomous spider lurking in my bed, waiting to bite me will probably never go away.
1. I am so grateful for my sister-in-law Jennifer, a nurse, and my friend Courtney, a doctor, for their advice and support through all this. I know that staph infections can be really dangerous especially for someone like me who won’t go to doctor unless an illness has prevented me from sleeping for 3 days in a row, and won’t go to the ER unless I’m nearly dead. Courtney lives out of town, and made some calls to some doctor friends here in Oakland, who had me seen by a friend of theirs. It’s reassuring when you live in a new town and don’t have a family doctor yet, to know that I have someone to call if something goes wrong. Note to self: find a general practitioner ASAP. Of course I’ve been researching veterinarians left in right so I have someone to call if something happens to one of the dogs, but it never occurred to me to find a doctor for The Hubs and I because we’re not sick. Lesson learned.
2. I was in and out of the ER in under 4 hours. I’m pretty sure that’s a miracle. I packed a whole bag of crap (magazines, books, snacks) expecting to be there all day and night. It can’t be easy to constantly see the worst of the worst on a daily basis, and still treat everyone kindly and with respect, and the doctors and nurses there were a shining example of courtesy, care and professionalism, three things this world needs more of. I’m super grateful for the “be kind. be patient.” life reminder, as well as the super efficiency that had me back on my couch quickly. My terrible dread of the ER has maybe subsided just a bit.
3. In unrelated gratitude, The Hubs finally installed a closet organization system in our bedroom this week. I may have bent the truth a bit when I said that we had zero unpacked boxes in our house. In reality, all my shoes have been in a box since we moved in, and I just dig around on a daily basis trying to find a pair to wear, but not anymore! They are finally neatly arranged in my new closet, and I couldn’t be happier.
I’m looking forward to a hopefully drama free weekend of healing and relaxing. I’ve fallen behind on a lot of things due to the pain meds I’ve been taking which make me sleep all day. Hoping to be able to catch up over the weekend, and start next week off fresh.