MRSA.

Holy.Smoke! Mike's immune system has been

compromised with the chemotherapy and

radiation treatments . . . Hence, we had a bout

with MRSA. Goodness! Praise the Lord that

we were able to go to the oncologist's office

who quickly communicated with an infectious

disease specialist who immediately sent us to the

hospital. The oncologist's office took STAT

blood work and gave us the results to take

to the hospital.

The oncologists office called the hospital and told

them that we were on our way. When we arrived

the docs were prepared and gladly gave Mike two

HUGE antibiotic shots and sent us home to rest

with a ton of oral antibiotics. Let me tell you,

if there is one thing that docs do not want in the

hospital, it is patients with MRSA. They are only

too glad to treat you FASTER than IMMEDIATELY

and send you packin'. We have to watch this

beast closely to avoid being admitted. We are

so glad that our dad is home, home, home

and we can rest and play together.

PRAISES:

*We are DONE with radiation treatments.

*We are all cuddling and cozy at home

*Mike has long-term disability.

*Mike has lost a grand total of 58 pounds.

(Not that this is a fun way to lose weight,

but he looks great!!!)