Not a post for the squeamish

Close to the end of our vacation Kris picked at something on his knee, by that evening it was inflamed, the next day it was bigger, and by the next day, as we traveled home his knee was the size of a grapefruit and he was in severe pain. We dropped off the boat the night before in St Martin, then walked to the fairy dock, took a fairy to St Lucia, an hour cab ride to the airport, and two plane rides to get back to Salt Lake. The last hour of the ride to Salt Lake Kris had a fever over a 100, was in incredible pain, and was blacking in and out. I have never seen anyone so sick. We landed, and headed straight for the Emergency Room. After a rough night and day where Kris crashed during the middle of the night, and wasn't responding to antibiotics we finally had a guess that he had MRSA. MRSA is a highly resilient Staph infection that doesn't respond to normal antibiotics. If we had waited any longer I think Kris would have lost his leg, or worse his life. It is a very scary bug. He was kept in the hospital until Wednesday when they put in a pic line to his heart and sent him home. I had to administer his antibiotics through the pic line every six hours. He was really really sick. On Thursday he went back to the doctor who opened up his knee ( no anesthesia!) and cleaned out a lot of infection. The photo is included. We were so unimpressed the the Homer Simpson of Doctors who I never even saw, and gave us no clear understanding of what was going on or what to expect that we decided to switch that day. Luckily our neighbor and friend Betsy Johnson worked for a doctor and knew one quite well that was willing to see us that same day. After visiting with him, having him repack and wrap the knee, and giving us a clear path of what to do and expect we all felt much better. He went in for surgery on Monday morning to clean the bursa sack out. Luckily the infection stayed isolated to that part of the knee only. They took out the pic line and put him on oral antibiotics. He has been slowly improving since then. It is a pretty bad infection to get so best case scenario it will be a month before he really feels good, but each day is a little better. We feel so blessed to have such great friends who have offered their services during our time of need. The meals, visits and other favors were deeply appreciated.