Well, once again I’m nursing a small wound. It’s the remainder of what once was 4 wounds. This is one of those things that are going to crop up now and again because I’m unable to move. I’ve been through it before. But then Sunday afternoon as I’m warming up for a little Super Bowl action, the doctor called to inform me that the last wound, a tiny little thing mind you, is infected. It’s the dreaded MRSA bug. Methicillin Resistant Staphylococcus Aureus Superbug.  (more…)