From Bad to Worse to HOLY COW, Are You Kidding Me?!?

I am beginning to believe that someone in this world has voodoo dolls of our family and is trying to find new ways to torture us.

Brent is in the hospital. He was admitted early this morning. He has an infection in his arms that they are fairly certain is MRSA. He started getting redness and pain in his arms earlier in the week. However, he sort of pushed it off, thinking it was nothing, and trying to focus on me and the kids and everything else instead. On Thursday night I finally convinced him to go to urgent care. They took one look at his arms and sent him to the ER. They wanted to admit him right away but he refused because of the need to take Tyler to clinic on Friday and my obvious inability to drive. They pumped him full of IV antibiotics and let him come home.

By last night, the redness was beginning to streak up his arms and he had a fever. Obviously this caused some alarm and he went back to the ER. This time there were no excuses, they admitted him right away.

Right now they are trying to determine if he has MRSA. They are pretty certain he does but they are waiting for the final culture results. They are strongly considering removing a section of the muscle in his left arm because that is where the infection is concentrated. If the damage is too great, they will have to remove the muscle. They are hoping that the IV antibiotics will reduce the swelling and get rid of the infection. They just aren't sure yet.

I am beside myself with worry. I can't drive, I can't go to the hospital, I can't be with him and that is killing me. I hate that he is there alone. I hate that he is there at all. This whole situation is like a bad dream that I pray we will wake up from.

As if that isn't enough, Tyler was put back on his IV antibiotics on Friday. They actually wanted to admit him from clinic but they decided to go ahead and try the home treatment again. He still has a nasty infection around his G-Tube. So far he has no fever so we pray the antibiotics will do the trick.

All I know is that we could not make it through all of this without the help we have received from our friends, church family and health care professionals. We have had meals brought in, help with childcare, help with housework, etc. Our friend Tasha is staying with the kids and I and we are truly thankful for her. Also, Brent's Mom is coming in from AZ late tomorrow night. Having her here is going to be such a blessing.

I am a strong person and I know that. Brent and I are strong together, we have an incredible marriage, and we will get through this. I just wish I could understand why on earth these major challenges continue to present themselves, one right after another. We keep saying, "it could always be worse." I think it's time to quit saying that because it keeps getting worse.

Please continue to pray for our family. Your prayers are carrying us and they are being felt!!! Thank you....I will update again soon.