Resistance is futile...
Earlier this week Zachary began experiencing symptoms of c. difficile infection. After a blood test and stool samples, the doctor could prescribe an antibiotic, so we caught the infection at the start this time. Thank goodness. Zach has been on anitbiotics now since Tuesday and he's beginning to feel a little better and is now able to eat a bit. He's still exhausted, but hopes to go to work a half day on Monday. I can't explain the level of dread he and I both experienced on Tuesday, heading back to the hospital for tests while he felt more and more ill. It took perseverance on our part, though, to get the antibiotics as soon as we did. I had requested that his doctor, who was doing a hospital rotation that day, call us in the evening. The receptionist assured me he would. Well, along about 9:30, I began to suspect that he never got the message. When Michael got back in town at 10 p.m., he agreed we should call the answering service. We were just so afraid of waitin