an intra-operative deep tissue culture sample finally grew something!
As was often opined, the bastard culprit turned out to be an ordinary ugly old bug that we all have on our skin. Propionibacterium acnes, however, just adores creating little thriving bio-communities on orthopedic hardware.
It's a bear to get rid of (as the last three years have surely shown) and I am down, essentially, to one antibiotic.
Somehow, though, just having a name and imagining an ugly little butt-smushed smarmy face to it makes the battle seem more... winnable.
There's some suspicion (mostly mine) that the ugly little butt-smushed smarmy faced bastardized community piled into a stolen VW bus and made tracks to my right hip.
One war at a time... One war at a time.
So the hope now is that my liver enzymes and muscles will tolerate the antibiotic for about 5 more weeks, followed by signs of victory, like a low white count, and normal ESRs and CRPs, no fevers, and all that stuff.
Then it's on to the hip!
did i make the right decision, to remove the shoulder? tell me i made the right decision... but i ain't removin' no damn hips...