The first days after naming MRSA were fragile and disorienting — a balance of breathwork, bodywork, and small glimpses of resilience as I learned to live with infection.
Tag: Living With Fire
Blog 2 — RAW Journal: Sept 15
On September 15th, the phone rang. I had been waiting five days since the aspiration, five days of wondering if the test would confirm what I had felt all along. The voice on the other end — Dr. Fehring himself — carried the words that changed everything: “It’s MRSA.”