Hospital Stay

I want to tell you of a patient that was admitted to my room about 4 in the morning.
I was in Isolation, because of my prior germ.
I saw them get the bed ready, I watched closely to see what was going on. I thought, "This is going to be OK".
As they wheeled her in I heard MRSA. Yes, she had full blown MRSA.
That freaked me out. She was pretty well doped up. I was worried, I knew that is not something you want to deal with. So why put her with me, I have not had an active case in 7 months.

However let me go back to the beginning of my stay this time.
As I was being placed in Pre surgery room, (in isolation) and prepped. I made the statement, "I do not get this I do not have active MRSA, it has been several months." The nurse pulled out the Lab report from my last stay.
She said, "Yes you do, it is active and colonized in your nose".
I guess you can say I was mortified. They could have blown me over with a feather.
How is that,?I feel fine, Why? So they explained and brought paperwork for me to study.
All I could see was the image of me sitting in a chair, holding Kian and playing with the babies, (several times the last few months.)
I was so sick at that idea.
However I do not give it to them but being a person with the germ, they can give me ANYTHING. My system will not fight it.
That is why I have hand sanitizer n my kitchen and beside my bed.
If I push for hand washing I have a reason. You can give me horrible germs, and I can get really sick.
So back to my roommate.
I was so angry, How dare them put someone that sick in my room I have an open surgery sore.
I bet you know I washed in hot water, used the hand sanitizer if I touched anything. I made sure everything I touched was sterile. I even used paper towels dipped in sanitizer to roll my IV around the room. I guess you can say I was paranoid.
When I questioned the nurse about my room mate, he said, "She is really tightly bound." Nothing is exposed."
The MRSA is in her private area and according to her nurse it is a raging infection. They had her in ER and lanced the area, then moved her upstairs. She had no idea what was going on, and when they told her, she would immediately ask again.
She also was kept pretty much under sedation.
That is why I pushed so hard to go home on Friday.
When I got ready to go, My feet began to tingle. They were miserable.
My doctor told me to be aware of that, as it can mean a low calcium level. If it happens I was to return to ER and request a blood test.
As my nurse came in with my paperwork I told her what was happening. I was wishing I had not. My release was halted until blood work was complete.
I then became a little panicked. As the time wore on I looked at David and began to cry, Cry uncontrollably. I think the last few weeks hit me like a ton of bricks.
My lip was shaking I was so upset.
One I wanted to go home, I was afraid of my room mate, I did not want to spend the rest of my life watching my blood levels. I did not want cancer. I cried and cried.
David came over and hugged me, He wept too.
It all hit me at once and I could not stop the flow of tears.
Suddenly the nurse came in and said, "Blood calcium is perfect". Then she saw the tears, When she asked was I OK? They began to flow again.
I told her how I felt and she assured me it was going to be fine. I knew that, I think I just needed to vent and accept the fact, another obstacle has crossed my path.
I will make it through it with God holding my hand.
Yes I did get to come home. Man was I one happy person,
All I could say was Thank You God!!!
Oh the tingle in my feet, Nerves and apprehension and back from lying in That horrible bed for that many days. Seemed forever but it was only two days and one night.