by bluemovers » Fri Jul 30, 2010 2:11 pm
i had a golf ball-sized MRSA (Methicillin-resistant Staphylococcus aureus) infection on my ribcage just south of my heart. this presented as a small, really painful pimple. i tried to pop it one night and when i woke up the next day it had doubled in size. it kept growing and growing, at a certain point i realized it was something infected so i tried all these wild remedies (some weird black cream that was supposed to "draw out" the infection, etc).
long story short, it grew to epic size and i had to go to the student center at UPenn (this was during my last semester in grad school). they took a culture, which hurt like fucking hell, and put me on antibiotics. a few days later they called me in and said they had tested the culture with 10 different antibiotics, and that it had not responded to any (including the one i was on). they switched me to another antibiotic and took another culture. same deal, only they tested it with 50 antibiotics. 49 did nothing to this staph, but 1 had "a small success" fighting the bacteria. so they took me off of the second anti-biotic and put me on Levaquin. i had to remain on the Levaquin for 2 months.
a few weeks later as i was wandering through the living room after a shower, the thing just erupted. honey mustard pouring like a waterfall down my side, out of nowhere. like a garbage pail christ. the best part was that my roommate and his girlfriend were looking right at me when it happened. they still talk about it. felt like 25 orgasms.
i had a recurrence a few months later, a line of staph pimples across my abdomen and on my hands. had to go back on the anti-biotics and stay in the hospital to be certain it hadn't made it into my blood. i was lucky, it didn't.