I will crawl out of my hole here for just a moment......let me tell you my story.
MRSA....4 letters that meant 5 months of pain, antibiotics, and torture to me this past year. While I will say that I had MRSA, the infection that I had was atypical, because there never was an open wound. So, there never was any tissue or pus that could have been collected to culture. My nasal and blood cultures came back negative though.
Back in late July, I was at work when I realized that I was S I C K. Over the course of 24 hours, I went from having 104+ fevers to having my entire lower left leg being red, painful, and swollen from knee to ankle. I was hospitalized for 4 days. I was sent home on oral antibiotics. My doctor's office told me that I was ok and not to worry, nevermind the fact that I was still S I C K and not improving much at all. I pushed and got in with an Infectious Disease specialist. I told him about the trip we had planned in late October. He thought that a more antibiotics were in order, so I took them. Not much improvement. I took another round, and another, and finally was told that I should take even more until after the Disney trip and then if still sick, I would need to get a PICC line and IV antibiotics. I even went to far as to get a second opinion from another Infectious Disease specialist with way more experience at that point. The second doc said I was ok, stop the antibiotics and go on the trip. So, being that I really, really, wanted to believe him, I did as he suggested. During our trip, the leg slowly started to get worse again. Thank God, I had already booked a
ECV scooter or else that trip would have been ruined. Upon returning home, I went back to Infectious Disease doctor #1. He told me that he didn't mind that I had gotten the second opinion, but wished that the other guy had at least been right. I had a PICC line put in. I had IV antibiotics for roughly 2-1/2 weeks. I didn't tolerate the first drug well at all, but that's another story. Luckily, it seems that Vancomycin was my savior. I have been off the IV meds for about a month.
I am holding my breath still for the next month. As long as the leg continues to improve and I stay fever free, I am going to avoid getting a port-a-cath placed and being forced to have a 6 to 8 week course of Vancomycin.
No one knows how I got it. No one got it from me. I never was actively contagious or else Gabby would have most certainly gotten ill too. It was one heck of a miserable way to spend 5 months of my life. The infectious disease doctors both feel that I had MRSA. It was no fun at all.
So, fellas, PLEASE be careful. I love you guys too much to wish MRSA on any one of you.

Maggie