It seems like everyone surrounding me is getting some type of staph infection. In February my father in law got a staph infection on his neck. He had to keep going back to the hospital for a week to do all sorts of tests to make sure it wasn't MRSA. Luckily everything turned out fine.

Just before his birthday Manny got (what I thought was a) zit on his inner thigh, which turned into an abscess. It hurt him so badly that he couldn't really walk. We went to his ped (now our former ped) and she said that it wasn't anything to worry about, and gave us an antibiotics to get rid of it.

We switched peds just after my encounter with the bitchy receptionist at our old docs office. When I took Manny to his well check with his new doctor I had him look at another zit on Manny's leg. I wanted to get it checked out before it turned into another abscess. Turns out that it wasn't a zit, it was a friggin' staph infection! He said that his previous "abscess" was probably staph as well. He continued to say that if Manny had gotten staph a couple of years ago he wouldn't be so adamant about antibiotics but because of the spread of MRSA we should get ointment and apply it whenever we see an infection start.

Fast forward to last Wednesday, John noticed a zit on his leg. It was really sore, but nothing he was really concerned with; by Friday he could barely walk. He went to his doc and sure enough...another friggin' staph infection! He's been on antibiotics since Friday, and it's starting to get better, but it's the nastiest thing I've ever seen...so gross.

I just feel horribly for Manny. I knew that he was in pain when he had his "abscess" but I totally thought he was overacting. Little did I know that he was in extreme pain. John was literally brought to his knees by the pain.

John has turned into a total germaphobe since his diagnosis. Let's hope that neither Christian nor I get staph...that would totally suck.