It’s so crazy. Happy Anniversary to me!

Well, I know what you’re thinking… why on earth would you want to celebrate a year of struggle?

Easy, two words: I survived. I just had the most jaw dropping year of my life, and I am still standing. I am stronger than I have ever been before. I have learned way more about myself, my friends and family, and the medical community than I ever would have being healthy.

And I’ll never let my condition reside in vain. I promise, forever, to make this known. If I am going to go through this, I am going to do my damnedest to make sure it doesn’t happen to anyone else. I can’t stay quiet. I know many people probably want me to shut up by now about it, but this condition is preventable — yet so many doctors bring it on to their patients.

Don’t get me wrong, I can’t WAIT to be healed. I want to have my life back. But, I feel my life will forever be enhanced because of this. I cherish things more now. And, I will continue to bean advocate after I am healed. I want to be breathing proof that this hellish journey has a happy ending.

Keep going. Healing does happen.

I started taking antibiotics 10 days ago (am now finished) for a blood infection. It’s such a long and confusing story. The ER I went to was so very unhelpful. I had no idea if I should be taking antibiotics or not since they didn’t even remember sending me the prescription yet couldn’t tell me if I truly had an infection or not (and the lab results are right in front of them…). I had to call upon my physician and Dr. Bactra in California to help me. Both had different views, but I went with Dr. Bactra because my lab results came back with a staph blood infection. I didn’t want to chance not taking the medication even if they labs were off or incorrect.

I feel the antibiotics did help. I am by no means clear, but I feel much better than I had when I entered the ER on December, 28th.

In all of this rubbish, keep that sense of humor alive. Smile through the madness!

Love, B. R. Wren