Marshall Jones’ MRSA Story

Can you believe we have left the hospital?

Dr. Daftarian came in this morning, and asked us if we were ready to go home! Boy, were we (me–I think Marshall was happy either way)! Dr. Lemos wrote Marshall a prescription for 2 months worth of Zyvox, the nurse came in and gave us a fistful of prescriptions and instructions, and cathetarization supplies for home (yikes), and just sent us on out the door!

Coming home was very strange. Marshall is so different, he is so laid back and doesn’t really care about much of anything. He is 185 pounds, after entering the hospital at 235, and is skin and bones. We have a wheelchair, and two different walkers, a potty chair–and a teeny house to try to get all of these supplies around in.

Marshall wants nothing to do with the cats, and very little to do with his dog.

He is having a hard time moving around in the bed. Our bed is very very soft–I have been trying to get him talked into a new mattress for eons, it is way too soft for me, but maybe he will agree now. But so far, nope.

Dad is here, and is very helpful.