Visualize this pain in the belly that just won’t stop. Nausea sets in and fluctuates, but you fight
the feeling with determination to continue with your life. You get up, not that you’ve had sufficient rest. Off to work you go, but throughout the day
you are left with multiple visits to the bathroom. I’m warning you that this just might get a
little too descriptive for you. So, read
on if you dare.
Early November, a few years ago, I began experiencing
digestive complications. Did I drink
enough water? I felt really constipated
for several hours. The other visits to
the bathroom were more like runs to the commode. I called my doctor, at the time. He simply though I was “okay”. I was sent home with a little prescription of
Phenergan, from a summer food bug. After
enduring this for over two weeks, and losing over twenty pounds, I felt
compelled to pester my doctor’s office until they took me seriously. Eventually, I was directed to a
gastroenterologist. After submitting blood
and completing a barium x-ray, weeks after the initial onset of my symptoms, the
specialist requested a fecal sample.
This was the turning point. I had
been diagnosed with the superbug Clostridium difficile. I was warned that there were two antibiotics
that may help combat this bug, but that one other alternative would be to
endure a fecal transplant from a family member.
Fortunately, this was just under a month of living hell, and the first
round of antibiotics helped rid my body of this invasion. My Christmas was spent weak and thankful for
my life and the loved ones I was able to spend time with.
I bring this to the blog, because I’m seeing more news over
the years that mention how this is becoming a common superbug. One such article is in the link below. I was the healthy young adult who was neither
hospitalized, nor ingesting antibiotics within five months of the first signs. The only thing I could think of was visiting
two friends in the hospital about a month apart that had just delivered
babies. Antibiotics were for a summertime
food poisoning occurrence. Other than
that, I was clean as a whistle. This
could have been deadly had it continued without the proper medical attention,
and my persistence.
It has taken me a long time to bounce back to eating and feeling 100%. I was concerned for about a year of revisiting the superbug. Thankfully, that was the only occurrence.
Again, we are dealing with more antibiotic drug resistance
bacteria. What will the future
hold?
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